Post by Mongo the Destroyer on Oct 29, 2020 20:38:27 GMT -6
If you want to see if real prettylike go to this link drive.google.com/file/d/0B-8YUmKSXvLBbXgxLXpMTE9jbDA/view?usp=sharing
That's the PDF version of the show and is downloadable. Shows even come with mp3 files built into the pdf for a more immersive viewing.
Legendary #3
Coming at you live from Helsinki, Finland! Is it another stop on the political agenda for the ASA? Or will this be an ordinary stop?
Channels of Support
Allen Anderson sits in his office when his secretary buzzes in.
"Mr. Anderson, the gentlemen you were waiting for have arrived."
Anderson: "Send them in please."
Two men in suits walk into the room and take seats in front of Anderson.
Anderson: "Agent Johnson and Agent Jackson. Good to meet you, sirs."
Johnson: "Good to be met. The tanker should be pulling into port now. The border between Finland and Russia is still light as the Russian Imperials are still focused on the resistance and securing Alaska."
Anderson: "How did you get so many soldiers and equipment in a tanker?"
Jackson: "Despite their focus on Scram this and Scram that, Tendonin X can build something that doesn't try to go faster than anything else out there."
Anderson smiles.
Anderson: "Jason Tendonin is a good man. A bright man. I'm glad he's on the side of the angels. When you begin the trip to Russia, won't all this be seen?"
Johnson: "Only with the naked eye. We've uploaded a computer virus through our agents. Radar and Satellites within five hundred miles will not show our movements as we cross into Russia."
Anderson: "We? Are you going with them?"
Jackson: "We are. Never order your soldiers to do anything that you wouldn't be willing to do yourself. It's a motto that at least some of us in the CIA live by."
Anderson: "It's a good motto. Well, good luck. We will be on high alert and can assist with what security we have until you reach the border."
Jackson: "Thank you. Have you met with the Finnish diplomat?"
Anderson: "It was a larger meeting than that, but yes. Finland, Norway, Sweden, and Denmark are onboard with the alliance with the United States."
Johnson: "Very good. I'm sure President Lee will be most pleased with these results."
Jackson: "Good luck with the show and thank you for your support in these trying times."
Anderson smiles, but looks a little sad.
Anderson: "Everything I do here is an attempt at redemption. If I would have noticed that Druscilla had been enchanted and had arranged things the way she did so that Carthage would win the Fourth Punic War...things would be very different today. Things would not be quite so dire like they are today."
Jackson: "We can't all be so insightful, Mr. Anderson. We can only do our best every day and hope that things will turn out well."
Anderson: "I know, but it doesn't change how I feel about things. About all the lives lost in the fighting."
Johnson: "It's a pain that we all have to learn to deal with at some point. Goodbye, Mr. Anderson."
Anderson: "Goodbye."
Opening
The lights in the arena go dim as the JumboTron lights up to begin playing a song by Muse. The cameras scrolling through the excited crowd that's ready for another Apex Wrestling event.
As the song ends and the lights come back on, the song is replaced by "Imperial March" by Metallica. Allen Anderson walks out onto the entrance stage without a cane in hand and without a limp. He smiles at the cheering fans and waves.
Anderson: "It's great to be in Helsinki! We have a great show planned for you all tonight! The Ascension title and the World title are both on the line tonight! Can Boris claim the Ascension title from Khloe? Can Dasha defeat Troy a second time in a row? Find out tonight!"
Anderson goes to turn, but stops.
Anderson: "Oh by the way, please remain within the arena for the duration of the show. Should you hear anything 'odd' like gunfire or explosions, do not try to go outside. I'm sure by the time the show has ended, everything will be just fine. In fact, there might not be any trouble at all, but just to be safe. Enjoy the show!"
"Imperial March" by Metallica begins as Anderson makes his way to the back. The crowd begin speaking to each other in speculation as we go down to ringside to Kenneth Kemp and Selena Sanchez.
Sanchez: "Rather mysterious announcement by Anderson to start the night."
Kemp: "Because he's providing cover for a military operation going through Finland into Russia I'm sure. We are a company cover for a plot to fight Carthage and her allies. It's disgusting."
Sanchez: "You didn't complain about the pay raise you got when Anderson came aboard."
Kemp: "Fine. This is true. Let's just get down to the ring before I feel like I need to quit and build a flower shop."
Sanchez: "Flower shop?"
Kemp: "Yep, chicks dig flowers. And the number of men looking to have flowers delivered to say sorry, will give me access to a lot of chicks who could be convinced to do some revenge cheating."
Sanchez: "You're right. To the ring!"
Mmachi vs Sandal
Wilson: "This is the opening bout of the evening and is scheduled for one fall! Featuring first, hailing from the Bronx, New York...'Hardcore' Chris Mmachi!"
"Can't Keep Still" by KPM Music starts playing. Chris Mmachi walks in and crouches down. After a few seconds, he suddenly jumps up and stretches out his arms. Five red fireworks explode. While walking down the ramp, fire jets shoot up. Chris reaches ringside and raises one arm before climbing the steel steps. He walks in between the middle and top rope and precedes to go to the four corners. He climbs up all four, flexing his arms at each one he climbs. He goes to center of the ring and raises his arms and quickly crosses and uncrosses them. This sets off flame jets at the four corners. He then goes to an empty corner and starts jogging in place.
Sanchez: "Despite recent dangers to people joining Apex Wrestling, we've had several people sign up of late. Chris Mmachi is the first one of a new batch of could be stars to join us. He seems powerfully built for the weight he's billed at."
Kemp: "He's well cut and he will have to be strong to take on Marty Sandal. That boy's a...well he's a bit of a blob."
Wilson: "And his opponent, hailing from parts unknown...Marty Sandal!"
Marty Sandal comes out to no music, looking around at the crowd with a wide smile as he makes his way down to the ring. He looks at Chris Mmachi and signals with his thumb and index finger that he thinks that Mmachi is rather puny compared to him.
Sanchez: "Sandal doesn't have a bit of arrogance here does he? It's not even as if he's won a single match since joining ASA, but he apparently thinks this is all changing tonight."
Kemp: "He's an idiot then."
Chris Mmachi begins the match by feinting a punch and then smashing Marty in the side of the skull with an Uraken. This is followed by several elbow strikes to the midsection that stagger the big man. Chris bounces off the rope, taking Marty down with a spear. Chris hops right up, kicking Marty's right knee before jumping on it both feet.
Sanchez: "Chris Mmachi starting off the match by showing exactly how aggressive that he can be."
Kemp: "Yeah, he's kicking Marty's ass like everyone else has done in the past."
Chris works hard to pick Marty up, but then he grabs at his knee and falls backwards onto his back. Chris shakes his head, kicking the same knee again before going for the pinfall.
One...Two...Three!
Sanchez: "Well, either Marty has a serious knee injury, or-"
Kemp: "He faked it so that the match could be ended without him getting hurt further."
Sanchez: "Something like that."
Kemp: "I know. What a coward."
Wilson: "Winner of the match via pinfall... 'Hardcore' Chris Mmachi!"
Chris Mmachi celebrates as he heads back to the back. The fans cheering along, caught up in his enthusiasm.
Sanchez: "I hope this win doesn't give him a false confidence."
Kemp: "It'll be funny when he goes up against someone dangerous like Boris Drago."
Sanchez: "Funny?"
Kemp: "Boris will break him like an egg."
Harry vs Will
Wilson: "This next match is scheduled for one fall! Featuring first, weighing in at one hundred and ninety-nine pounds...Harry 'Handcuffs' Houdini!"
"Great Escape" by Audio Empire begins as Harry Houdini walks out from the back to the cheers of the fans with a blanket. He bows to the fans while a ring attendant places a blanket on the mat in the ring.
Houdini: "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm a bit tired from getting here the long way. So, I'm going to take the short cut."
Harry covers himself with the blanket and poof! The blanket drops empty to the ground. The blanket in the ring rises up and Harry Houdini reveals himself to the oohs and aaahs of the crowd, follwed by much cheering.
Sanchez: "How the heck did he do that?"
Kemp: "A magician never reveals his secrets..."
Wilson: "And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred and forty-eight pounds...'the Sickness' Will York!"
"Down with the Sickness" by Disturbed plays as Will York begins his trek down to the ring. The fans boo him, but he shrugs it off. He gets into the ring as Harry puts away the blanket and sneers.
York: "Your tricks won't work on me. I will put an end to you!"
Houdini: "Good sir, that would not be very polite. I will forgive someone of your low stature from speaking to me in such a way. A great man like myself becomes even greater by not giving in to such threats, but if I were such a man to do so...I would say that this is the very last time that you will be able to enter the ring under your own power, sir."
Will York stares blankly at Harry for a moment before responding.
York: "Your mother was a whore!"
Kemp: "Will isn't very bright, is he?"
Sanchez: "No. I think he's about to get schooled."
Once the bell rings, Harry ducks a punch and pulls Will's feet out from under him. Before Will even knows what's happening, Harry has him locked in a figure eight leglock. Will quickly manages to grab onto the ropes to have the hold broken though.
Harry pulls Will away from the ropes, and quickly wraps him up in an Octopus. The ref checks if he would like to submit, but Will refuses.
Harry breaks the hole after a few minutes, but he isn't finished. He smashes Will's face into the mat and applies a camel clutch.
Sanchez: "Harry bending Will every which way in this match!"
Kemp: "Not very exciting, but effective."
Harry releases Will, only to pull Will into an inverted sufboard. This turns out to be the straw that broke the camel's back and Will signals to the ref that he submits.
Wilson: "Winner of the match via submission...Harry 'Handcuffs' Houdini!"
Sanchez: "A quick series of submission moves and Harry takes the win. Thus proving he's capable of escaping as well as putting other people in hard to escape situations."
Kemp: "He's still a bit of an arrogant prick."
Sanchez: "Have you looked in a mirror of late?"
Kemp: "Why? Is there something on my face?"
Triple Threat
Wilson: "This next match is a triple threat scheduled for one fall. Featuring first-"
Kemp: "Hey MaLisha? This match has sort of become a pinfalls count anywhere and has already begun in the back. Check the JumboTron."
MaLisha Wilson looks to the JumboTron to see the parking lot where Longbeard, Elliot Lytle, and Tarrasque are already fighting.
Wilson: "Damn it. Well? They are Longbeard, Elliot Lytle, and Tarrasque...enjoy!"
In the parking lot, Tarrasque hefts a bloodied Longbeard up over his head and hurls him through the front windshield of a minivan. He turns as Elliot Lytle gets inside of one of those little smart cars. He is also rather bloody from numerous wounds.
Lytle: "You can't get me! You can't get me!"
Tarrasque shakes his head with a grin, lifting up Elliot Lytle...car and all. He bodyslams the entire car onto it's roof and goes for the cover. The arriving ref checks to see if Elliot's shoulders are down, but he can't see inside with the roof caved in. So he counts the pinfall.
One...Two...Three!
Kemp: "This is bullcrap! We saw what, a quarter of this match?"
Sanchez: "Those are the breaks...perhaps if we had heard from Elliot or Longbeard before the show..."
Kemp: "Fourth Wall! Fourth Wall!"
Sanchez: "Are you insane?"
Kemp: "Sometimes..."
Ducks in a Row
In the Imperial Palace in London, "Lady Apathy" Elizabeth Devereaux sits in the throne. As she is back in London, she had dismissed the Regent, Druscilla Bathory.
Standing before her are Valora Salinas, Zareth Korbin, and "Zolothach" Tabitha Osborne. She looks at each one coldly, he look warming when she looks upon Valora.
Devereaux: "It has come to my attention that Druscilla has made is clear that she intends to retake the Crown in full at the coming pay-per-view, so aptly named Conflict for the Crown. You three have been jockeying for my favor to the point of plotting each others deaths. Normally, I would have no qualms about letting you kill each other and shower the survivor with rewards, but right now is not the time for such foolishness!"
Tabitha looks at Zareth and Valora and hisses. Zareth mumbles something to Tabitha under his breath. Valora just looks at the other two and smiles knowingly.
Osborne: "We would never kill each other without your leave, m'lady. We were only having a bit of fun!"
Elizabeth glares at Tabithan until she shrinks back a little.
Devereaux: "Your fun nearly killed Zareth if not for my intervention."
Osborne: "But it was fun!"
Elizabeth spares a small smile.
Devereaux: "Yes, it was at that. Still, Druscilla will be bringing her champions to the pay-per-view and I will bring mine. We will face off against each other, but in the end, I will face Druscilla personally to see who will be the Queen of Britain. I need you all to be in top form. Is this understood?"
Valora nods.
Zareth glares at Tabitha, but then nods.
Tabitha giggles, then nods when she sees that no one shares her humor.
Salinas: "Do you know who we get to tear apart?"
Devereaux: "I don't know who exactly that she will bring under her wing to face you three, but I assume that the matches will be dangerous and that your opponents will be talented. Nothing you three can't handle, right?"
Nearly as one, the three nod. This brings a warm smile from Elizabeth.
Devereaux: "Good. I expect you all to prepare for your matches accordingly."
Salinas: "So, once you defeat Druscilla, what will you do with her? Will you kill her again?"
Devereaux: "No. I will bring her under my power fully once again. She will lead a full blown invasion."
Korbin: "Where to?"
Osborne: "Yeah. Where will the stuck up prude get to invade?"
Zareth and Tabitha look at each other. Zareth frowns, but Tabitha only giggles.
Devereaux: "A diplomat is going to go to China to bring them into the alliance. Russia is finishing their civil war and once that is finished, they will move against the remaining free nations in the Middle East. Carthage will be attacking Germany. We will deal with the ringleader of all this defiance. Druscilla will be destroying the United States Atlantic Fleet and burning Richmond to the ground as a prelude to a full scale invasion of the United States!"
A Real Match
"The Imperial March" by Metallica begins as Allen Anderson comes down to the ring to the cheering of the fans. He rolls into the ring and accepts a mic from ringside.
Anderson: "Tarrasque! I need you to come down to the ring for me!"
Tarrasque steps out from the back and roars to the fans before heading down to the ring. He stands in front of Anderson with a questioning look.
Tarrasque: "What want?"
Anderson: "I can see that your last two opponents didn't provide you with very much challenge and since most of the match was untelevised so that the fans could not enjoy it...I'd like you to wrestle another match. Does that sound good to you?"
Tarrasque shrugs with a smile.
Tarrasque: "Sound good to me. Next opponent strong?"
Anderson: "No idea. I just signed her up. Come on down!"
"Halo" by the Pussycat Dolls begins playing and a girl walks out from the back. She's wearing a white corset style top , black leggings with black knee high boots. She also has a light green headband on and her hair tied up into bangs. She takes the headband off at ringside before climbing into the ring.
Anderson: "Welcome, Alicia Ikizi, otherwise known as the Mistress of the Black Rose. I have a stiff challenge for you to come up against for your first match, but I think it's something that you can maybe handle if you're good enough. Remember, do lots of damage to keep him down. And good luck!"
Kemp: "Is this some kind of sacrifice right now? Alicia looks to be about half the size of Tarrasque! Almost literally!"
Sanchez: "Alicia might have some hidden qualities."
Kemp: "And she's about to get those hidden qualities sprayed all over the mat!"
As the bell rings to start the match, Alicia is quickly leveled by a backhand.
Kemp: "See? You see her slide on her back about four feet from that impact?"
Tarrasque picks her up and holds her upside down. He runs across the ring, smacking her head into the mat a few times before leaping into the air and driving her skull down to the mat.
Sanchez: "A Run-N-Drop! There's little that Tarrasque does that isn't an ungodly amount of punishment!"
Kemp: "You can almost see the little starts around Alicia's head. Anderson brought her down here to get killed!"
Tarrasque applies an iron claw, lifting Alicia up off the mat and into the air. He roars to the crowd before casually tossing her out of the ring.
Kemp: "Fall of the Pridefull! Alicia hasn't even been able to take a single offensive move!"
Sanchez: "It isn't like Tarrasque to do this. Normally, he takes their measure before going on the attack. I wonder what's changed?"
Outside of the ring, Alicia Ikizi slowly pulls herself up to lean against the ring railing. A few concerned fans pat her on the back, while a few more concerned fans encourage her to come through the crowd and escape before she gets killed in the ring.
Tarrasque bounces off the ropes, running full speed before leaping over the ropes and-
Sanchez: "SHE MOVED! Alicia moved out of the way!"
Kemp: "Those poor fans! The ring railing has broken inwards and sprayed the nearby fans with blood from Tarrasque."
Tarrasque gets up quickly and is met by a series of punches from Alicia at ringside. The hail of punches don't seem to have an effect on Tarrasque. In fact, he smiles at the attempt to do damage until he notices the ref counting them both out. He then signals to Alicia that she can keep punching him, but it has to be done inside the ring. Alicia blinks and rolls into the ring with Tarrasque following. She gets up quickly and greets him with a kick to the side of the head that sends Tarrasque face down to the mat.
Alicia backs away as Tarrasque rises and begins a cartwheel that she clearly intends to end with an elbow strike. Tarrasque catches her though and turns it into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker that he holds, bending her in half over his knee.
Kemp: "Alicia gets a little momentum going and discovers that Tarrasque is the monster that he's known to be."
Sanchez: "I have an unverified report that Tarrasque had gone to Athens for unknown reasons, trying to break into the palace there for the Children of Ares. He was stopped from entering, but I heard that he actually ate Phobos, the God of Fear. Does that make him the new God of Fear now?"
Kemp: "He ate an Olympian God? I have no idea. There's no myths or legends to my knowledge to anyone eating a God. That's just insane!"
The pink birthmark on Alicia's arm begins to shine and she manages to get her arm up to strike Tarrasque in the jaw with a blow that sends sparks flying everywhere. Tarrasque releases the hold and backs up a little in confusion as he holds his jaw.
Kemp: "What was that?"
Sanchez: "No idea."
Alicia strikes Tarrasque in the belly to double him over and brings him down with an elbow to the back of the head. She then applies a seated double chicken wing. Tarrasque just smiles through the pain, but doesn't appear to be trying to break the hold.
Kemp: "Why isn't Tarrasque trying to break out of this hold to win the match? And what is that pink glow?"
Sanchez: "Special effects? No idea."
About ten minutes of being in this hold, Tarrasque's head droops to his chest as he passes out from the pain that he has simply smiled at. The ref orders Alicia to break the hold and helps her up.
Wilson: "The winner via means of submission...Alicia Ikizi!"
Kemp: "I just don't understand what just happened here. Tarrasque beat the every living Hell out of her, and yet she's ju,ping for joy at her first win like nothing's happened to her!"
Sanchez: "Is it shocking that she seems to be more than what she appears to be?"
Frietag vs Father Nathan
Wilson: "This next match is scheduled for one fall! Featuring first, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts...Frietag!"
"Gently" by Slipknot begins playing as Frietag makes his way down to the ring. The fans are pretty mixed on their reactions, though there does seem to be just a few more cheers than boos at this point.
Kemp: "So Frietag was a Shocktrooper that deserted after the Fourth Punic War?"
Sanchez: "Yes. He's under an agreement with the British Crown to go undefeated or else Tony Manzell gets punished. I think they are still watching ASA matches and are holding him to the agreement. Though I did hear there were a lot of Shocktroopers left stranded in Italy after the war was finished. Many of them found their way back to Warhammer, but some decided to go out on their own in retaliation for being left behind by the company."
Kemp: "I'm just glad that I wasn't there."
Wilson: "And his opponent, hailing from Dublin, Ireland...Father Nathan O'Connell!"
The lights in the arena dim as ‘God’s Gonna Cut You Down’ by Johnny Cash plays over the PA and Father Nathan makes his way out from the back, carrying his cross. He looks over the crowd and takes in their reaction before nodding and making his way down to the ring, setting up his cross to stand on its own as he climbs into the ring and prepares for the fight.
Sanchez: "I wonder what Father Nathan's feelings are about Britain taking over all of Ireland in their expansion of their influence over the world?"
Kemp: "I bet he doesn't like it very much, which is probably why he has been helping out Anderson so much on different covert ops."
As the bell rings to start the match, Father Nathan drills Frietag in the face with a number of boxing style punches before dropping him to the mat with a short arm clothesline. Frietag reponds by kicking Father Nathan in the knee cap to bring him down alongside, rolling over to strike Father Nathan in the jaw with an elbow.
Both men get back up quickly, but Father Nathan slips behind Frietag and applies a full nelson. He only holds it for a few seconds before bringing Frietag down to slam his face into the mat. Father Nathan quickly gets up, hitting a scissors kick as Frietag starts to rise.
Sanchez: "Father Nathan keeping the heat on. Probably a good idea."
Kemp: "I know who else can get the heat turned on."
Sanchez: "If you say me, I'm going to slap you so hard that one of your teeth get embedded in the back of my hand."
Kemp: "I'll be quiet then."
Frietag leaps up, catching Father Nathan just below the chin with an uppercut. He follows with a headbutt, whipping Father Nathan into the corner, and following to his an avalanche. Frietag keeps him in the corner, nailing Father Nathan with a series of back elbows before being pulled out of the corner by the referee.
Father Nathan comes out of the corner, looking a little woozy, when Frietag nails him in the face with a big boot that sends him crashing to the mat. Frietag stands over Father Nathan, saying something to him while smacking his face around.
Sanchez: "I don't know if taunting Father Nathan is really a good idea."
Kemp: "Seems to be working."
Father Nathan quickly gets to his feet, but is grabbed by Frietag and power slammed to the mat. Frietag rises up to his knees to signal that Father Nathan is finished when Father Nathan pulls him down into a small package.
One...Two...Three!
Kemp: "What the heck? The match was just getting good! It's really over already?"
Sanchez: "Sure seems like it. Both Father Nathan and Frietag seem like they're shocked that the match actually ended.
Wilson: "Winner of the match via pinfall...Father Nathan O'Connell!"
Ascension Championship
Wilson: "This next match is scheduled for one fall and is for the ASA Ascension championship@! Featuring first the challenger, weighing in at five hundred pounds...Boris Drago!"
‘Russian National Anthem - Rock Version’ plays over the PA as a picture of the Russian flag is displayed as well as various sites and landmarks of Russia. Boris himself walks out with Dasha, Dasha’s presence causing more boos to come Boris’ ways as he makes his way to the ring and climbs in, stepping over the ropes and doing a quick jog around the ring and cracks his knuckles, preparing for the fight.
Kemp: "I still can't get over just how big this Boris guy is! He's just so BIG! Nearly eight feet tall and five hundred pounds? Daaamn!"
Sanchez: "Capable of dealing out major destruction, but somehow I don't think he really wants to."
Wilson: "And his opponent, weighing in at one hundred and forty-three pounds...she is the ASA Ascension champion...Khloe Kapla!"
"Steampunk Revolution" by Abney Park begins as Khloe Kapla steps out from the back with Keira and Declan close behind her. The three walk down to the ring with a chorus of cheering until Khloe hugs both Keira and Declan before rolling into the ring to hand the ref the ASA Ascension championship.
Kemp: "Boris is triple Khloe's weight! She won't be able to even attempt to life him! She can also just barely reach his nose with her fingertips, much less pack enough power into a punch that will effect him! This is just...she should just hand him the title and quietly leave the ring."
Sanchez: "That might be the wise thing to do, but she isn't going to do that."
As the bell rings to start the match. Boris palms Khloe's face, lifting her high into the air. He delivers several punches into the midsection that lift the rest of her body high into the air with each impact before tossing her to the side like so much garbage. Khloe Kapla lays on the mat, coughing up blood from the impacts to her gut and ribcage.
Kemp: "In the opening seconds, Boris inflicts this kind of damage!"
Sanchez: "I think Boris might be taking this championship wit relative ease."
Boris grabs Khloe by the shirt to lift her up into a side slam position. He walks around the ring a bit before dropping her down to complete the side slam. The wind explodes from Khloe's chest again as the weight of Boris bears down upon her.
Boris picks her up again and tosses her across the ring like a lawn dart into the corner. He takes off running and slams into her like a freight train, shifting the entire ring by nearly a foot. He pulls the bleeding Khloe up by the hair and looks at her pained face.
Drago: "Give up title. No want break you."
When Khloe doesn't answer, Boris drops her back down to the mat to decide what to do with her. Khloe breaths heavily, trying to get a little strength back as Boris decides how to harm her next. She lunges upward, sending an uppercut right into the junk of Boris. His eyes go wide and he staggers backwards a few steps while holding himself with both hands. Dasha yells at him to get back into the game, but he doesn't respond.
Khloe rises to her feert, climbing up to the top rope quickly and leaping off to drill Boris in the face with a flying drop kick. It doesn't drop Boris, but it does make him wobble on his feet. She steps around behind Boris, measures him up and delivers a superkick to the back of his left knee. She dodges to the side as Boris finally comes crashing to the ground like a felled tree.
Khloe swiftly climbs to the top rope, leaps off, and hits a leg drop across the chest of Boris. She quickly goes for the cover, unable to reach down far enough to hook a leg.
One...Two...Boris kicks out with enough force to send Khloe over the ropes and to the concrete floor below. Dasha begins slipping around the ring, but Keira and Declan cut her off. Keira helps Khloe back into the ring, but Boris grabs her by the hair and pulls Khloe by the hair and into the ring. He lifts her up high over head, hitting a military press slam, tossing Khloe into the center of the ring.
Boris lumbers to the center of the ring, riasing a foot to stomp on Khloe's face, when she reaches up and grabs his foot. She twists the foot, forcing Boris to turn off balance and fall to the side where he falls over the top rope and onto the top of his head. Dasha tires to get to Boris, but once again Keira and Declan block her from getting involved in the match. Dasha's hisses at the pair, slipping on a pair of brass knuckles.
Kemp: "If they keep blocking Dasha like that, she's going to work to bring them both down."
Sanchez: "You said it. She's looking pissed."
Boris starts rising up slowly, but Khloe grabs the top rope, pulls down, and slingshots over to grab Boris and bulldog his face into the concrete floor!
Sanchez: "What? How?"
Kemp: "It's crazy!"
Dasha swings her brass knuckles at Keira and Declan to get past them, but Keira grabs her as Boris is trying to get up again and power slams Dasha onto the back of his head to drive his face into the concrete floor again. Khloe rolls back into the ring as Dasha tries to wake the bloodied Boris back up. Boris gets back up to his knees at Dasha's encouragement, but is struck in the face with a baseball slide drop kick that lands him on top of Dasha!
Kemp: "Oh Dasha isn't going to be very happy about that."
Sanchez: "No, I would imagine that she's going to be rather upset."
Boris gets off of Dasha quickly this time. He tries to see if she's alright, but she screams at him in Russian until he climbs back into the ring. He looks at Khloe with a sudden anger and begins to run in her direction.
Kemp: "Oh, Khloe is dead now."
Khloe leaps into the air, catching Boris by the arm, and swinging around him to his shoulder blades. Boris stops to try to get her down, but Khloe...in a feat beyond human comprehension, pulls Boris down in a crucifix cradle. The ref gets into position.
One...Two...Three!
Kemp: "What in the world just happened?"
Sanchez: "Khloe Kapla defended her ASA Ascenion championship against Boris Drago! Against all odds, she's done it!"
Khloe Kapla rolls away from the downed Boris Drago, looking at the crowd in shock. She doesn't seem to believe it herself. The dream ends quickly as Dasha rolls into the ring, clocking her in the side of the head with the pair of brass knuckles. Keira and Declan rush into the ring, but Dasha flattens Keira with the knuckles as Boris gets up to slam a big boot into the face of Declan.
Dasha: "This was a work! Cheats! Teach her a lesson to not cheat in matches, Boris!"
Drago: "She no cheat. She-"
Dasha: "Send her away with the Sea of Red or else I'm going to be very angry, Boris!"
Boris sighs, lifting the knocked out Khloe Kapla high into the air, and slamming her nearly through the mat with the Sea of Red. Boris looks at the ring with the damage done to the three people in the ring, and quietly leaves without looking back at Dasha.
Dasha: "Hey! Where are you going? Come back here!"
Medical staff rush down to the ring to check on Khloe and her friends.
Kemp: "This is the end that I thought I was going to see, but I thought that Boris would have been leaving with the championship."
Sanchez: "It was such a vile display. Why are we helping them again?"
Kemp: "No idea..."
World Championship
Wison: "This next bout is the main event of the evening and is for the ASA World championship! Featuring first the challenger, hailing from Moscow, Russia...Dasha Fedorovich!"
The Russian flag appears on the tron as images of Russian soldiers marching in parade formation and some image of the Russian Army in combat. Boos resound as Dasha walks out, pausing to salute the Russian flag and looks at the crowds before turning back and sees that Boris is not behind her. She waits for a few minutes, yelling to the back in Russian, before giving up and heading to the ring by herslef. She lashes out in Russian at a few booing fans on her way to the ring.
Sanchez: "I would say that Boris is upset with her for what happened after his match with Khloe Kapla."
Kemp: "He should get over himself. You gotta do what you gotta do in the ring sometimes."
Wilson: "And her opponent, hailing from Asgard, he is the ASA World champion..."Guttertrash" Troy Adkins!"
"Bump-N-Grind" by R.Kelly begins playing as "Guttertrash" Troy Adkins steps out from the back, gyrating his hips to the cheering fans. He smiles, a tankard of mead appearing in his hand that he begins swilling as he walks down to the ring.
Sanchez: "You think that Troy is going to try to get it on with Dasha again? I'm surprised that Boris didn't come down to the ring to make sure this didn't happen."
Kemp: "No idea. I wouldn't try it though. It didn't work so well last time."
Troy rolls into the ring, pointing at Dasha and grabbing his crotch with a drunken laugh. He throws his empty tankard up into the air where it shifts into the form of Celes Adkins and lands on Troy's shoulder with a giggle.
Adkins: "What the heck? Celes?"
Celes: "You are going to focus on beating Dasha tonight. Right, Daddy?"
Troy rolls his eyes, setting Celes down at ringside. He pats her on the head with a smile.
Adkins: "Naturally, kid. It'll get me into some good graces with your mom."
Celes: "Who is officially with Grand Uncle Step Daddy?"
Adkins: "Right. I mean on a friendship level, kid. Pure friendship."
Celes giggles and kisses Troy on the cheek.
Kemp: "Imagine that. Troy's daughter schooling him on morality."
Sanchez: "Nothing shocks me anymore. Not even the term Grand Uncle Step Daddy."
Dasha rushes at Troy to begin her assault, but Troy ducks his head down and goes for a spear. Dasha dodges to the side, and so does the ref. Troy bounces off the ropes, as does Dasha. They meet in the middle of the ring where Troy brings her down with the spear. Troy sits up first, holding his mouth. When Dasha sits up, he grabs her by both shoulders in a double nerve claw while holding his mouth open.
Adkins: "I got an infected tooth. Can you see it? AAAAAAHHHHH!"
Dasha winces in pain, but then gags as a near green gas comes out of Troy's mouth to swirl around her head.
Sanchez: "What does Troy eat to make his breath so stinky?"
Kemp: "Last I heard, Troy didn't eat much of anything. He just drank and did drugs."
Dasha lets out a primal scream, hitting home a European uppercut that causes Troy to bite nearly through his tongue. Troy releases Dasha, backing away as blood pours out of his mouth. Dasha follows with a sanbo side kick that knocks Troy in the gut and sends him crashing to the mat. When Dasha goes to pick Troy up, he leaps to his feet with an angry expression and backhands her. Mind this is a backhand with the full might of being an Asgardian God behind it. Dasha remains standing, but spittle and blood fly as he head is turned by the assault.
Adkins: "You bought the stuff! Where's my money, bitch?"
Troy backhands Dasha a few more times, yelling at her in different languages that ends with Asgardian. After a dozen backhands, Dasha falls onto her face, dribbling blood from her mouth, nose, and ears onto the mat.
Celes: "Daddy! You didn't sell her anything! You guys are wrestling?"
Troy focuses and looks down at the bloodied Dasha. He grins at Celes, giving her the thumbs up.
Kemp: "Troy thought Dasha owed him money?"
Sanchez: "It would seem so."
While looking at his daughter, Dasha sits up and grabs Troy by both legs to bring him down to the mat. She does a quick flip over him while holding the legs to go for the cover!
One...Two...Troy kicks out.
Troy grabs Dasha as they both rise and plants her on the mat with a ddt. He rolls her over and goes for the cover!
One...Two...Dasha kicks out.
Kemp: "I'm surprised that Troy remembered he was supposed to be trying to win this match."
Sanchez: "I will give him credit in that he hasn't tried to have sex with Dasha yet in this match."
Troy rolls away from Dasha, leaning in the corner to smoke a little bit of a joint while Dasha recovers her senses. Troy relaxes, closing his eyes in the heat of the moment of enjoying his joint. Dasha rushes across the ring and hits a Bronco Buster, but Troy is gone when she lands. He stands behind her looking curiously at her before kicking her in the kidneys. Dasha grits her teeth in order to not cry out, but lays back on the mat. Troy raises his foot to stomp on her face, but Dasha catches the foot, and twists it to bring Troy down to the mat. She rolls backwards to her feet, dropping down to sit down on Troy's chest before getting back up and climbing to the top rope. Troy staggers to his feet to be caught by a flying spear!
Sanchez: "Dasha's still in this fight despite the wounds taken."
Kemp: "I wonder if she expected him to be so focused. Well, more than usual."
Celes jumps up and down on the ring apron on the far corner, cheering for her father to get up and back into the match. This causes Troy to leap back to his feet with a smile on his face to stand face to face with Dasha.
Adkins: "For my daughter, I will defeat you."
Dasha: "For my country, I will break you."
Dasha catches Troy in the throat with a punch and brings him down to the mat quickly with a snap suplex. She cinches in a Boston Crab in the center of the ring.
Sanchez: "The Iron Curtain! This could be it!"
Kemp: "What is floating in the air?"
Troy smiles as a beer bong floats in the air with the end of the tube in his mouth. A tankard of Asgardian mead float above it, pouring into the beer bong.
Kemp: "While in the middle of being in a submission move, Troy has a beer? Is he insane?"
Sanchez: "We've known this."
Celes: "Daddy! This move is hurting you! Break out of it!"
Troy nods, and crawls to the ropes, grabbing them so that Dasha has to break the hold. She looks at Celes with narrowed eyes. Troy and Dasha rise to their feet, but Dasha grabs Troy from behind, hitting a German suplex. She holds the move to go for the pinfall.
One...Two...Troy kicks out!
Celes: "Get her, Daddy!"
Troy cranks his head back as far as he can as Dasha reaches in for her. He lashes at her, using his head like a whip to headbutt her as hard as he can. This impact sends Dasha to the mat and sliding out of the ring to slam into the ring railing.
Sanchez: "The Whip-Lash used to a greater effect than I have ever seen possible!"
Kemp: "Having his daughter at ringside certainly helps keep him focused."
Dasha sits up at ringside, shaking her head to try to clear the cobwebs when Troy dives over the top rope. She looks ready to move when Troy vanishes.
Kemp: "What the *beep*?"
Sanchez: "Look!"
Troy reappears to the side falling sideways to smash into Dasha, making them roll while entangled until Dasha's head is slammed into the ring railing.
Kemp: "How did he do that?"
Troy gets up and slides Dasha into the ring, but then he grabs her feet and whips her into the corner post, smashing her ribcage into the hard metal. This time Dasha cries out in Russian. Troy rolls into the ring, pulling Dasha to her feet. Dasha looks like she's going to fall and Troy moves to catch her, but Dasha grins and hits her Iron Fist to the jaw with an impact that sends Troy to the center of the ring.
Celes: "Get up, Daddy! Get up!"
Dasha sneers and hits a quick Sanbo side kick through the ropes that impacts Celes and sends her into the crowd. She walks over to the downed Troy and goes for the cover.
Dasha: "Your support team is down. Just you and me now."
Adkins: "What?"
One...Two...Thre-Troy kicks out with enough force to send Dasha nearly twenty feet into the air.
Adkins: "YOU HIT MY DAUGHTER?!"
Sanchez: "An angry parent isn't good to deal with."
Kemp: "Not at all and especially when that parent is a God!"
Troy stands up, catching Dasha in midair, sending her down with such a power bomb that Dasha is sent through the mat to the floor below the ring! Yelling an Asgardian War Cry, Troy jumps in after her.
Kemp: "You think he's going to kill her?"
Sanchez: "I wouldn't be-"
Sanchez's words are cut off as several gunshots are heard below the ring Dasha climbs back up through the hole and lies down next to it while trying to catch her breath. Troy follows, dropping to his knees as he gets up, several bullet holes are in his arms and chest.
As both rise, Dasha starts with a scissors take down, but Troy grabs hold of her and spins. He releases Dasha, sending her into the corner hard enough to shift the entire ring!
Adkins: "I'll *beep*ing kill you, bitch!"
Troy charges at Dasha as she's held up in the corner by her arms being dravished over the top rope with her eyes half-closed from the damage taken during the match. She blindly strikes out with the Iron Fist, catching Troy in the chest this time. Troy falls to the mat and Dasha falls on top of him for the cover!
One...Two...Three!!!
Sanchez: "Dasha's done it! She's claimed the ASA World title!"
Kemp: "They put each other through hell, but she actually did it!"
The ref helps Dasha up and raises her hand in the air for her win as the title belt is handed to her. Celes appears by the side of Troy Adkins, cradling his head on her lap.
Celes: "I'm fine, Daddy. I'm fine. You did a good job in the ring. I'm sorry you lost."
Troy opens his eyes, looking at Celes with a grin.
Adkins: "You're ok. That's all that matters..."
Dasha limps to the back, holding her newly won championship in the air. She's booed all the way back though.
Sanchez: "It's been an exciting evening. Out next stop is in North Korea for a very special pay-per-view!"
Kemp: "An event called the Hunt for the Crone. I'm already scared..."
Sanchez: "Good night, folks!"
That's the PDF version of the show and is downloadable. Shows even come with mp3 files built into the pdf for a more immersive viewing.
Legendary #3
Coming at you live from Helsinki, Finland! Is it another stop on the political agenda for the ASA? Or will this be an ordinary stop?
Channels of Support
Allen Anderson sits in his office when his secretary buzzes in.
"Mr. Anderson, the gentlemen you were waiting for have arrived."
Anderson: "Send them in please."
Two men in suits walk into the room and take seats in front of Anderson.
Anderson: "Agent Johnson and Agent Jackson. Good to meet you, sirs."
Johnson: "Good to be met. The tanker should be pulling into port now. The border between Finland and Russia is still light as the Russian Imperials are still focused on the resistance and securing Alaska."
Anderson: "How did you get so many soldiers and equipment in a tanker?"
Jackson: "Despite their focus on Scram this and Scram that, Tendonin X can build something that doesn't try to go faster than anything else out there."
Anderson smiles.
Anderson: "Jason Tendonin is a good man. A bright man. I'm glad he's on the side of the angels. When you begin the trip to Russia, won't all this be seen?"
Johnson: "Only with the naked eye. We've uploaded a computer virus through our agents. Radar and Satellites within five hundred miles will not show our movements as we cross into Russia."
Anderson: "We? Are you going with them?"
Jackson: "We are. Never order your soldiers to do anything that you wouldn't be willing to do yourself. It's a motto that at least some of us in the CIA live by."
Anderson: "It's a good motto. Well, good luck. We will be on high alert and can assist with what security we have until you reach the border."
Jackson: "Thank you. Have you met with the Finnish diplomat?"
Anderson: "It was a larger meeting than that, but yes. Finland, Norway, Sweden, and Denmark are onboard with the alliance with the United States."
Johnson: "Very good. I'm sure President Lee will be most pleased with these results."
Jackson: "Good luck with the show and thank you for your support in these trying times."
Anderson smiles, but looks a little sad.
Anderson: "Everything I do here is an attempt at redemption. If I would have noticed that Druscilla had been enchanted and had arranged things the way she did so that Carthage would win the Fourth Punic War...things would be very different today. Things would not be quite so dire like they are today."
Jackson: "We can't all be so insightful, Mr. Anderson. We can only do our best every day and hope that things will turn out well."
Anderson: "I know, but it doesn't change how I feel about things. About all the lives lost in the fighting."
Johnson: "It's a pain that we all have to learn to deal with at some point. Goodbye, Mr. Anderson."
Anderson: "Goodbye."
Opening
The lights in the arena go dim as the JumboTron lights up to begin playing a song by Muse. The cameras scrolling through the excited crowd that's ready for another Apex Wrestling event.
As the song ends and the lights come back on, the song is replaced by "Imperial March" by Metallica. Allen Anderson walks out onto the entrance stage without a cane in hand and without a limp. He smiles at the cheering fans and waves.
Anderson: "It's great to be in Helsinki! We have a great show planned for you all tonight! The Ascension title and the World title are both on the line tonight! Can Boris claim the Ascension title from Khloe? Can Dasha defeat Troy a second time in a row? Find out tonight!"
Anderson goes to turn, but stops.
Anderson: "Oh by the way, please remain within the arena for the duration of the show. Should you hear anything 'odd' like gunfire or explosions, do not try to go outside. I'm sure by the time the show has ended, everything will be just fine. In fact, there might not be any trouble at all, but just to be safe. Enjoy the show!"
"Imperial March" by Metallica begins as Anderson makes his way to the back. The crowd begin speaking to each other in speculation as we go down to ringside to Kenneth Kemp and Selena Sanchez.
Sanchez: "Rather mysterious announcement by Anderson to start the night."
Kemp: "Because he's providing cover for a military operation going through Finland into Russia I'm sure. We are a company cover for a plot to fight Carthage and her allies. It's disgusting."
Sanchez: "You didn't complain about the pay raise you got when Anderson came aboard."
Kemp: "Fine. This is true. Let's just get down to the ring before I feel like I need to quit and build a flower shop."
Sanchez: "Flower shop?"
Kemp: "Yep, chicks dig flowers. And the number of men looking to have flowers delivered to say sorry, will give me access to a lot of chicks who could be convinced to do some revenge cheating."
Sanchez: "You're right. To the ring!"
Mmachi vs Sandal
Wilson: "This is the opening bout of the evening and is scheduled for one fall! Featuring first, hailing from the Bronx, New York...'Hardcore' Chris Mmachi!"
"Can't Keep Still" by KPM Music starts playing. Chris Mmachi walks in and crouches down. After a few seconds, he suddenly jumps up and stretches out his arms. Five red fireworks explode. While walking down the ramp, fire jets shoot up. Chris reaches ringside and raises one arm before climbing the steel steps. He walks in between the middle and top rope and precedes to go to the four corners. He climbs up all four, flexing his arms at each one he climbs. He goes to center of the ring and raises his arms and quickly crosses and uncrosses them. This sets off flame jets at the four corners. He then goes to an empty corner and starts jogging in place.
Sanchez: "Despite recent dangers to people joining Apex Wrestling, we've had several people sign up of late. Chris Mmachi is the first one of a new batch of could be stars to join us. He seems powerfully built for the weight he's billed at."
Kemp: "He's well cut and he will have to be strong to take on Marty Sandal. That boy's a...well he's a bit of a blob."
Wilson: "And his opponent, hailing from parts unknown...Marty Sandal!"
Marty Sandal comes out to no music, looking around at the crowd with a wide smile as he makes his way down to the ring. He looks at Chris Mmachi and signals with his thumb and index finger that he thinks that Mmachi is rather puny compared to him.
Sanchez: "Sandal doesn't have a bit of arrogance here does he? It's not even as if he's won a single match since joining ASA, but he apparently thinks this is all changing tonight."
Kemp: "He's an idiot then."
Chris Mmachi begins the match by feinting a punch and then smashing Marty in the side of the skull with an Uraken. This is followed by several elbow strikes to the midsection that stagger the big man. Chris bounces off the rope, taking Marty down with a spear. Chris hops right up, kicking Marty's right knee before jumping on it both feet.
Sanchez: "Chris Mmachi starting off the match by showing exactly how aggressive that he can be."
Kemp: "Yeah, he's kicking Marty's ass like everyone else has done in the past."
Chris works hard to pick Marty up, but then he grabs at his knee and falls backwards onto his back. Chris shakes his head, kicking the same knee again before going for the pinfall.
One...Two...Three!
Sanchez: "Well, either Marty has a serious knee injury, or-"
Kemp: "He faked it so that the match could be ended without him getting hurt further."
Sanchez: "Something like that."
Kemp: "I know. What a coward."
Wilson: "Winner of the match via pinfall... 'Hardcore' Chris Mmachi!"
Chris Mmachi celebrates as he heads back to the back. The fans cheering along, caught up in his enthusiasm.
Sanchez: "I hope this win doesn't give him a false confidence."
Kemp: "It'll be funny when he goes up against someone dangerous like Boris Drago."
Sanchez: "Funny?"
Kemp: "Boris will break him like an egg."
Harry vs Will
Wilson: "This next match is scheduled for one fall! Featuring first, weighing in at one hundred and ninety-nine pounds...Harry 'Handcuffs' Houdini!"
"Great Escape" by Audio Empire begins as Harry Houdini walks out from the back to the cheers of the fans with a blanket. He bows to the fans while a ring attendant places a blanket on the mat in the ring.
Houdini: "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm a bit tired from getting here the long way. So, I'm going to take the short cut."
Harry covers himself with the blanket and poof! The blanket drops empty to the ground. The blanket in the ring rises up and Harry Houdini reveals himself to the oohs and aaahs of the crowd, follwed by much cheering.
Sanchez: "How the heck did he do that?"
Kemp: "A magician never reveals his secrets..."
Wilson: "And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred and forty-eight pounds...'the Sickness' Will York!"
"Down with the Sickness" by Disturbed plays as Will York begins his trek down to the ring. The fans boo him, but he shrugs it off. He gets into the ring as Harry puts away the blanket and sneers.
York: "Your tricks won't work on me. I will put an end to you!"
Houdini: "Good sir, that would not be very polite. I will forgive someone of your low stature from speaking to me in such a way. A great man like myself becomes even greater by not giving in to such threats, but if I were such a man to do so...I would say that this is the very last time that you will be able to enter the ring under your own power, sir."
Will York stares blankly at Harry for a moment before responding.
York: "Your mother was a whore!"
Kemp: "Will isn't very bright, is he?"
Sanchez: "No. I think he's about to get schooled."
Once the bell rings, Harry ducks a punch and pulls Will's feet out from under him. Before Will even knows what's happening, Harry has him locked in a figure eight leglock. Will quickly manages to grab onto the ropes to have the hold broken though.
Harry pulls Will away from the ropes, and quickly wraps him up in an Octopus. The ref checks if he would like to submit, but Will refuses.
Harry breaks the hole after a few minutes, but he isn't finished. He smashes Will's face into the mat and applies a camel clutch.
Sanchez: "Harry bending Will every which way in this match!"
Kemp: "Not very exciting, but effective."
Harry releases Will, only to pull Will into an inverted sufboard. This turns out to be the straw that broke the camel's back and Will signals to the ref that he submits.
Wilson: "Winner of the match via submission...Harry 'Handcuffs' Houdini!"
Sanchez: "A quick series of submission moves and Harry takes the win. Thus proving he's capable of escaping as well as putting other people in hard to escape situations."
Kemp: "He's still a bit of an arrogant prick."
Sanchez: "Have you looked in a mirror of late?"
Kemp: "Why? Is there something on my face?"
Triple Threat
Wilson: "This next match is a triple threat scheduled for one fall. Featuring first-"
Kemp: "Hey MaLisha? This match has sort of become a pinfalls count anywhere and has already begun in the back. Check the JumboTron."
MaLisha Wilson looks to the JumboTron to see the parking lot where Longbeard, Elliot Lytle, and Tarrasque are already fighting.
Wilson: "Damn it. Well? They are Longbeard, Elliot Lytle, and Tarrasque...enjoy!"
In the parking lot, Tarrasque hefts a bloodied Longbeard up over his head and hurls him through the front windshield of a minivan. He turns as Elliot Lytle gets inside of one of those little smart cars. He is also rather bloody from numerous wounds.
Lytle: "You can't get me! You can't get me!"
Tarrasque shakes his head with a grin, lifting up Elliot Lytle...car and all. He bodyslams the entire car onto it's roof and goes for the cover. The arriving ref checks to see if Elliot's shoulders are down, but he can't see inside with the roof caved in. So he counts the pinfall.
One...Two...Three!
Kemp: "This is bullcrap! We saw what, a quarter of this match?"
Sanchez: "Those are the breaks...perhaps if we had heard from Elliot or Longbeard before the show..."
Kemp: "Fourth Wall! Fourth Wall!"
Sanchez: "Are you insane?"
Kemp: "Sometimes..."
Ducks in a Row
In the Imperial Palace in London, "Lady Apathy" Elizabeth Devereaux sits in the throne. As she is back in London, she had dismissed the Regent, Druscilla Bathory.
Standing before her are Valora Salinas, Zareth Korbin, and "Zolothach" Tabitha Osborne. She looks at each one coldly, he look warming when she looks upon Valora.
Devereaux: "It has come to my attention that Druscilla has made is clear that she intends to retake the Crown in full at the coming pay-per-view, so aptly named Conflict for the Crown. You three have been jockeying for my favor to the point of plotting each others deaths. Normally, I would have no qualms about letting you kill each other and shower the survivor with rewards, but right now is not the time for such foolishness!"
Tabitha looks at Zareth and Valora and hisses. Zareth mumbles something to Tabitha under his breath. Valora just looks at the other two and smiles knowingly.
Osborne: "We would never kill each other without your leave, m'lady. We were only having a bit of fun!"
Elizabeth glares at Tabithan until she shrinks back a little.
Devereaux: "Your fun nearly killed Zareth if not for my intervention."
Osborne: "But it was fun!"
Elizabeth spares a small smile.
Devereaux: "Yes, it was at that. Still, Druscilla will be bringing her champions to the pay-per-view and I will bring mine. We will face off against each other, but in the end, I will face Druscilla personally to see who will be the Queen of Britain. I need you all to be in top form. Is this understood?"
Valora nods.
Zareth glares at Tabitha, but then nods.
Tabitha giggles, then nods when she sees that no one shares her humor.
Salinas: "Do you know who we get to tear apart?"
Devereaux: "I don't know who exactly that she will bring under her wing to face you three, but I assume that the matches will be dangerous and that your opponents will be talented. Nothing you three can't handle, right?"
Nearly as one, the three nod. This brings a warm smile from Elizabeth.
Devereaux: "Good. I expect you all to prepare for your matches accordingly."
Salinas: "So, once you defeat Druscilla, what will you do with her? Will you kill her again?"
Devereaux: "No. I will bring her under my power fully once again. She will lead a full blown invasion."
Korbin: "Where to?"
Osborne: "Yeah. Where will the stuck up prude get to invade?"
Zareth and Tabitha look at each other. Zareth frowns, but Tabitha only giggles.
Devereaux: "A diplomat is going to go to China to bring them into the alliance. Russia is finishing their civil war and once that is finished, they will move against the remaining free nations in the Middle East. Carthage will be attacking Germany. We will deal with the ringleader of all this defiance. Druscilla will be destroying the United States Atlantic Fleet and burning Richmond to the ground as a prelude to a full scale invasion of the United States!"
A Real Match
"The Imperial March" by Metallica begins as Allen Anderson comes down to the ring to the cheering of the fans. He rolls into the ring and accepts a mic from ringside.
Anderson: "Tarrasque! I need you to come down to the ring for me!"
Tarrasque steps out from the back and roars to the fans before heading down to the ring. He stands in front of Anderson with a questioning look.
Tarrasque: "What want?"
Anderson: "I can see that your last two opponents didn't provide you with very much challenge and since most of the match was untelevised so that the fans could not enjoy it...I'd like you to wrestle another match. Does that sound good to you?"
Tarrasque shrugs with a smile.
Tarrasque: "Sound good to me. Next opponent strong?"
Anderson: "No idea. I just signed her up. Come on down!"
"Halo" by the Pussycat Dolls begins playing and a girl walks out from the back. She's wearing a white corset style top , black leggings with black knee high boots. She also has a light green headband on and her hair tied up into bangs. She takes the headband off at ringside before climbing into the ring.
Anderson: "Welcome, Alicia Ikizi, otherwise known as the Mistress of the Black Rose. I have a stiff challenge for you to come up against for your first match, but I think it's something that you can maybe handle if you're good enough. Remember, do lots of damage to keep him down. And good luck!"
Kemp: "Is this some kind of sacrifice right now? Alicia looks to be about half the size of Tarrasque! Almost literally!"
Sanchez: "Alicia might have some hidden qualities."
Kemp: "And she's about to get those hidden qualities sprayed all over the mat!"
As the bell rings to start the match, Alicia is quickly leveled by a backhand.
Kemp: "See? You see her slide on her back about four feet from that impact?"
Tarrasque picks her up and holds her upside down. He runs across the ring, smacking her head into the mat a few times before leaping into the air and driving her skull down to the mat.
Sanchez: "A Run-N-Drop! There's little that Tarrasque does that isn't an ungodly amount of punishment!"
Kemp: "You can almost see the little starts around Alicia's head. Anderson brought her down here to get killed!"
Tarrasque applies an iron claw, lifting Alicia up off the mat and into the air. He roars to the crowd before casually tossing her out of the ring.
Kemp: "Fall of the Pridefull! Alicia hasn't even been able to take a single offensive move!"
Sanchez: "It isn't like Tarrasque to do this. Normally, he takes their measure before going on the attack. I wonder what's changed?"
Outside of the ring, Alicia Ikizi slowly pulls herself up to lean against the ring railing. A few concerned fans pat her on the back, while a few more concerned fans encourage her to come through the crowd and escape before she gets killed in the ring.
Tarrasque bounces off the ropes, running full speed before leaping over the ropes and-
Sanchez: "SHE MOVED! Alicia moved out of the way!"
Kemp: "Those poor fans! The ring railing has broken inwards and sprayed the nearby fans with blood from Tarrasque."
Tarrasque gets up quickly and is met by a series of punches from Alicia at ringside. The hail of punches don't seem to have an effect on Tarrasque. In fact, he smiles at the attempt to do damage until he notices the ref counting them both out. He then signals to Alicia that she can keep punching him, but it has to be done inside the ring. Alicia blinks and rolls into the ring with Tarrasque following. She gets up quickly and greets him with a kick to the side of the head that sends Tarrasque face down to the mat.
Alicia backs away as Tarrasque rises and begins a cartwheel that she clearly intends to end with an elbow strike. Tarrasque catches her though and turns it into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker that he holds, bending her in half over his knee.
Kemp: "Alicia gets a little momentum going and discovers that Tarrasque is the monster that he's known to be."
Sanchez: "I have an unverified report that Tarrasque had gone to Athens for unknown reasons, trying to break into the palace there for the Children of Ares. He was stopped from entering, but I heard that he actually ate Phobos, the God of Fear. Does that make him the new God of Fear now?"
Kemp: "He ate an Olympian God? I have no idea. There's no myths or legends to my knowledge to anyone eating a God. That's just insane!"
The pink birthmark on Alicia's arm begins to shine and she manages to get her arm up to strike Tarrasque in the jaw with a blow that sends sparks flying everywhere. Tarrasque releases the hold and backs up a little in confusion as he holds his jaw.
Kemp: "What was that?"
Sanchez: "No idea."
Alicia strikes Tarrasque in the belly to double him over and brings him down with an elbow to the back of the head. She then applies a seated double chicken wing. Tarrasque just smiles through the pain, but doesn't appear to be trying to break the hold.
Kemp: "Why isn't Tarrasque trying to break out of this hold to win the match? And what is that pink glow?"
Sanchez: "Special effects? No idea."
About ten minutes of being in this hold, Tarrasque's head droops to his chest as he passes out from the pain that he has simply smiled at. The ref orders Alicia to break the hold and helps her up.
Wilson: "The winner via means of submission...Alicia Ikizi!"
Kemp: "I just don't understand what just happened here. Tarrasque beat the every living Hell out of her, and yet she's ju,ping for joy at her first win like nothing's happened to her!"
Sanchez: "Is it shocking that she seems to be more than what she appears to be?"
Frietag vs Father Nathan
Wilson: "This next match is scheduled for one fall! Featuring first, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts...Frietag!"
"Gently" by Slipknot begins playing as Frietag makes his way down to the ring. The fans are pretty mixed on their reactions, though there does seem to be just a few more cheers than boos at this point.
Kemp: "So Frietag was a Shocktrooper that deserted after the Fourth Punic War?"
Sanchez: "Yes. He's under an agreement with the British Crown to go undefeated or else Tony Manzell gets punished. I think they are still watching ASA matches and are holding him to the agreement. Though I did hear there were a lot of Shocktroopers left stranded in Italy after the war was finished. Many of them found their way back to Warhammer, but some decided to go out on their own in retaliation for being left behind by the company."
Kemp: "I'm just glad that I wasn't there."
Wilson: "And his opponent, hailing from Dublin, Ireland...Father Nathan O'Connell!"
The lights in the arena dim as ‘God’s Gonna Cut You Down’ by Johnny Cash plays over the PA and Father Nathan makes his way out from the back, carrying his cross. He looks over the crowd and takes in their reaction before nodding and making his way down to the ring, setting up his cross to stand on its own as he climbs into the ring and prepares for the fight.
Sanchez: "I wonder what Father Nathan's feelings are about Britain taking over all of Ireland in their expansion of their influence over the world?"
Kemp: "I bet he doesn't like it very much, which is probably why he has been helping out Anderson so much on different covert ops."
As the bell rings to start the match, Father Nathan drills Frietag in the face with a number of boxing style punches before dropping him to the mat with a short arm clothesline. Frietag reponds by kicking Father Nathan in the knee cap to bring him down alongside, rolling over to strike Father Nathan in the jaw with an elbow.
Both men get back up quickly, but Father Nathan slips behind Frietag and applies a full nelson. He only holds it for a few seconds before bringing Frietag down to slam his face into the mat. Father Nathan quickly gets up, hitting a scissors kick as Frietag starts to rise.
Sanchez: "Father Nathan keeping the heat on. Probably a good idea."
Kemp: "I know who else can get the heat turned on."
Sanchez: "If you say me, I'm going to slap you so hard that one of your teeth get embedded in the back of my hand."
Kemp: "I'll be quiet then."
Frietag leaps up, catching Father Nathan just below the chin with an uppercut. He follows with a headbutt, whipping Father Nathan into the corner, and following to his an avalanche. Frietag keeps him in the corner, nailing Father Nathan with a series of back elbows before being pulled out of the corner by the referee.
Father Nathan comes out of the corner, looking a little woozy, when Frietag nails him in the face with a big boot that sends him crashing to the mat. Frietag stands over Father Nathan, saying something to him while smacking his face around.
Sanchez: "I don't know if taunting Father Nathan is really a good idea."
Kemp: "Seems to be working."
Father Nathan quickly gets to his feet, but is grabbed by Frietag and power slammed to the mat. Frietag rises up to his knees to signal that Father Nathan is finished when Father Nathan pulls him down into a small package.
One...Two...Three!
Kemp: "What the heck? The match was just getting good! It's really over already?"
Sanchez: "Sure seems like it. Both Father Nathan and Frietag seem like they're shocked that the match actually ended.
Wilson: "Winner of the match via pinfall...Father Nathan O'Connell!"
Ascension Championship
Wilson: "This next match is scheduled for one fall and is for the ASA Ascension championship@! Featuring first the challenger, weighing in at five hundred pounds...Boris Drago!"
‘Russian National Anthem - Rock Version’ plays over the PA as a picture of the Russian flag is displayed as well as various sites and landmarks of Russia. Boris himself walks out with Dasha, Dasha’s presence causing more boos to come Boris’ ways as he makes his way to the ring and climbs in, stepping over the ropes and doing a quick jog around the ring and cracks his knuckles, preparing for the fight.
Kemp: "I still can't get over just how big this Boris guy is! He's just so BIG! Nearly eight feet tall and five hundred pounds? Daaamn!"
Sanchez: "Capable of dealing out major destruction, but somehow I don't think he really wants to."
Wilson: "And his opponent, weighing in at one hundred and forty-three pounds...she is the ASA Ascension champion...Khloe Kapla!"
"Steampunk Revolution" by Abney Park begins as Khloe Kapla steps out from the back with Keira and Declan close behind her. The three walk down to the ring with a chorus of cheering until Khloe hugs both Keira and Declan before rolling into the ring to hand the ref the ASA Ascension championship.
Kemp: "Boris is triple Khloe's weight! She won't be able to even attempt to life him! She can also just barely reach his nose with her fingertips, much less pack enough power into a punch that will effect him! This is just...she should just hand him the title and quietly leave the ring."
Sanchez: "That might be the wise thing to do, but she isn't going to do that."
As the bell rings to start the match. Boris palms Khloe's face, lifting her high into the air. He delivers several punches into the midsection that lift the rest of her body high into the air with each impact before tossing her to the side like so much garbage. Khloe Kapla lays on the mat, coughing up blood from the impacts to her gut and ribcage.
Kemp: "In the opening seconds, Boris inflicts this kind of damage!"
Sanchez: "I think Boris might be taking this championship wit relative ease."
Boris grabs Khloe by the shirt to lift her up into a side slam position. He walks around the ring a bit before dropping her down to complete the side slam. The wind explodes from Khloe's chest again as the weight of Boris bears down upon her.
Boris picks her up again and tosses her across the ring like a lawn dart into the corner. He takes off running and slams into her like a freight train, shifting the entire ring by nearly a foot. He pulls the bleeding Khloe up by the hair and looks at her pained face.
Drago: "Give up title. No want break you."
When Khloe doesn't answer, Boris drops her back down to the mat to decide what to do with her. Khloe breaths heavily, trying to get a little strength back as Boris decides how to harm her next. She lunges upward, sending an uppercut right into the junk of Boris. His eyes go wide and he staggers backwards a few steps while holding himself with both hands. Dasha yells at him to get back into the game, but he doesn't respond.
Khloe rises to her feert, climbing up to the top rope quickly and leaping off to drill Boris in the face with a flying drop kick. It doesn't drop Boris, but it does make him wobble on his feet. She steps around behind Boris, measures him up and delivers a superkick to the back of his left knee. She dodges to the side as Boris finally comes crashing to the ground like a felled tree.
Khloe swiftly climbs to the top rope, leaps off, and hits a leg drop across the chest of Boris. She quickly goes for the cover, unable to reach down far enough to hook a leg.
One...Two...Boris kicks out with enough force to send Khloe over the ropes and to the concrete floor below. Dasha begins slipping around the ring, but Keira and Declan cut her off. Keira helps Khloe back into the ring, but Boris grabs her by the hair and pulls Khloe by the hair and into the ring. He lifts her up high over head, hitting a military press slam, tossing Khloe into the center of the ring.
Boris lumbers to the center of the ring, riasing a foot to stomp on Khloe's face, when she reaches up and grabs his foot. She twists the foot, forcing Boris to turn off balance and fall to the side where he falls over the top rope and onto the top of his head. Dasha tires to get to Boris, but once again Keira and Declan block her from getting involved in the match. Dasha's hisses at the pair, slipping on a pair of brass knuckles.
Kemp: "If they keep blocking Dasha like that, she's going to work to bring them both down."
Sanchez: "You said it. She's looking pissed."
Boris starts rising up slowly, but Khloe grabs the top rope, pulls down, and slingshots over to grab Boris and bulldog his face into the concrete floor!
Sanchez: "What? How?"
Kemp: "It's crazy!"
Dasha swings her brass knuckles at Keira and Declan to get past them, but Keira grabs her as Boris is trying to get up again and power slams Dasha onto the back of his head to drive his face into the concrete floor again. Khloe rolls back into the ring as Dasha tries to wake the bloodied Boris back up. Boris gets back up to his knees at Dasha's encouragement, but is struck in the face with a baseball slide drop kick that lands him on top of Dasha!
Kemp: "Oh Dasha isn't going to be very happy about that."
Sanchez: "No, I would imagine that she's going to be rather upset."
Boris gets off of Dasha quickly this time. He tries to see if she's alright, but she screams at him in Russian until he climbs back into the ring. He looks at Khloe with a sudden anger and begins to run in her direction.
Kemp: "Oh, Khloe is dead now."
Khloe leaps into the air, catching Boris by the arm, and swinging around him to his shoulder blades. Boris stops to try to get her down, but Khloe...in a feat beyond human comprehension, pulls Boris down in a crucifix cradle. The ref gets into position.
One...Two...Three!
Kemp: "What in the world just happened?"
Sanchez: "Khloe Kapla defended her ASA Ascenion championship against Boris Drago! Against all odds, she's done it!"
Khloe Kapla rolls away from the downed Boris Drago, looking at the crowd in shock. She doesn't seem to believe it herself. The dream ends quickly as Dasha rolls into the ring, clocking her in the side of the head with the pair of brass knuckles. Keira and Declan rush into the ring, but Dasha flattens Keira with the knuckles as Boris gets up to slam a big boot into the face of Declan.
Dasha: "This was a work! Cheats! Teach her a lesson to not cheat in matches, Boris!"
Drago: "She no cheat. She-"
Dasha: "Send her away with the Sea of Red or else I'm going to be very angry, Boris!"
Boris sighs, lifting the knocked out Khloe Kapla high into the air, and slamming her nearly through the mat with the Sea of Red. Boris looks at the ring with the damage done to the three people in the ring, and quietly leaves without looking back at Dasha.
Dasha: "Hey! Where are you going? Come back here!"
Medical staff rush down to the ring to check on Khloe and her friends.
Kemp: "This is the end that I thought I was going to see, but I thought that Boris would have been leaving with the championship."
Sanchez: "It was such a vile display. Why are we helping them again?"
Kemp: "No idea..."
World Championship
Wison: "This next bout is the main event of the evening and is for the ASA World championship! Featuring first the challenger, hailing from Moscow, Russia...Dasha Fedorovich!"
The Russian flag appears on the tron as images of Russian soldiers marching in parade formation and some image of the Russian Army in combat. Boos resound as Dasha walks out, pausing to salute the Russian flag and looks at the crowds before turning back and sees that Boris is not behind her. She waits for a few minutes, yelling to the back in Russian, before giving up and heading to the ring by herslef. She lashes out in Russian at a few booing fans on her way to the ring.
Sanchez: "I would say that Boris is upset with her for what happened after his match with Khloe Kapla."
Kemp: "He should get over himself. You gotta do what you gotta do in the ring sometimes."
Wilson: "And her opponent, hailing from Asgard, he is the ASA World champion..."Guttertrash" Troy Adkins!"
"Bump-N-Grind" by R.Kelly begins playing as "Guttertrash" Troy Adkins steps out from the back, gyrating his hips to the cheering fans. He smiles, a tankard of mead appearing in his hand that he begins swilling as he walks down to the ring.
Sanchez: "You think that Troy is going to try to get it on with Dasha again? I'm surprised that Boris didn't come down to the ring to make sure this didn't happen."
Kemp: "No idea. I wouldn't try it though. It didn't work so well last time."
Troy rolls into the ring, pointing at Dasha and grabbing his crotch with a drunken laugh. He throws his empty tankard up into the air where it shifts into the form of Celes Adkins and lands on Troy's shoulder with a giggle.
Adkins: "What the heck? Celes?"
Celes: "You are going to focus on beating Dasha tonight. Right, Daddy?"
Troy rolls his eyes, setting Celes down at ringside. He pats her on the head with a smile.
Adkins: "Naturally, kid. It'll get me into some good graces with your mom."
Celes: "Who is officially with Grand Uncle Step Daddy?"
Adkins: "Right. I mean on a friendship level, kid. Pure friendship."
Celes giggles and kisses Troy on the cheek.
Kemp: "Imagine that. Troy's daughter schooling him on morality."
Sanchez: "Nothing shocks me anymore. Not even the term Grand Uncle Step Daddy."
Dasha rushes at Troy to begin her assault, but Troy ducks his head down and goes for a spear. Dasha dodges to the side, and so does the ref. Troy bounces off the ropes, as does Dasha. They meet in the middle of the ring where Troy brings her down with the spear. Troy sits up first, holding his mouth. When Dasha sits up, he grabs her by both shoulders in a double nerve claw while holding his mouth open.
Adkins: "I got an infected tooth. Can you see it? AAAAAAHHHHH!"
Dasha winces in pain, but then gags as a near green gas comes out of Troy's mouth to swirl around her head.
Sanchez: "What does Troy eat to make his breath so stinky?"
Kemp: "Last I heard, Troy didn't eat much of anything. He just drank and did drugs."
Dasha lets out a primal scream, hitting home a European uppercut that causes Troy to bite nearly through his tongue. Troy releases Dasha, backing away as blood pours out of his mouth. Dasha follows with a sanbo side kick that knocks Troy in the gut and sends him crashing to the mat. When Dasha goes to pick Troy up, he leaps to his feet with an angry expression and backhands her. Mind this is a backhand with the full might of being an Asgardian God behind it. Dasha remains standing, but spittle and blood fly as he head is turned by the assault.
Adkins: "You bought the stuff! Where's my money, bitch?"
Troy backhands Dasha a few more times, yelling at her in different languages that ends with Asgardian. After a dozen backhands, Dasha falls onto her face, dribbling blood from her mouth, nose, and ears onto the mat.
Celes: "Daddy! You didn't sell her anything! You guys are wrestling?"
Troy focuses and looks down at the bloodied Dasha. He grins at Celes, giving her the thumbs up.
Kemp: "Troy thought Dasha owed him money?"
Sanchez: "It would seem so."
While looking at his daughter, Dasha sits up and grabs Troy by both legs to bring him down to the mat. She does a quick flip over him while holding the legs to go for the cover!
One...Two...Troy kicks out.
Troy grabs Dasha as they both rise and plants her on the mat with a ddt. He rolls her over and goes for the cover!
One...Two...Dasha kicks out.
Kemp: "I'm surprised that Troy remembered he was supposed to be trying to win this match."
Sanchez: "I will give him credit in that he hasn't tried to have sex with Dasha yet in this match."
Troy rolls away from Dasha, leaning in the corner to smoke a little bit of a joint while Dasha recovers her senses. Troy relaxes, closing his eyes in the heat of the moment of enjoying his joint. Dasha rushes across the ring and hits a Bronco Buster, but Troy is gone when she lands. He stands behind her looking curiously at her before kicking her in the kidneys. Dasha grits her teeth in order to not cry out, but lays back on the mat. Troy raises his foot to stomp on her face, but Dasha catches the foot, and twists it to bring Troy down to the mat. She rolls backwards to her feet, dropping down to sit down on Troy's chest before getting back up and climbing to the top rope. Troy staggers to his feet to be caught by a flying spear!
Sanchez: "Dasha's still in this fight despite the wounds taken."
Kemp: "I wonder if she expected him to be so focused. Well, more than usual."
Celes jumps up and down on the ring apron on the far corner, cheering for her father to get up and back into the match. This causes Troy to leap back to his feet with a smile on his face to stand face to face with Dasha.
Adkins: "For my daughter, I will defeat you."
Dasha: "For my country, I will break you."
Dasha catches Troy in the throat with a punch and brings him down to the mat quickly with a snap suplex. She cinches in a Boston Crab in the center of the ring.
Sanchez: "The Iron Curtain! This could be it!"
Kemp: "What is floating in the air?"
Troy smiles as a beer bong floats in the air with the end of the tube in his mouth. A tankard of Asgardian mead float above it, pouring into the beer bong.
Kemp: "While in the middle of being in a submission move, Troy has a beer? Is he insane?"
Sanchez: "We've known this."
Celes: "Daddy! This move is hurting you! Break out of it!"
Troy nods, and crawls to the ropes, grabbing them so that Dasha has to break the hold. She looks at Celes with narrowed eyes. Troy and Dasha rise to their feet, but Dasha grabs Troy from behind, hitting a German suplex. She holds the move to go for the pinfall.
One...Two...Troy kicks out!
Celes: "Get her, Daddy!"
Troy cranks his head back as far as he can as Dasha reaches in for her. He lashes at her, using his head like a whip to headbutt her as hard as he can. This impact sends Dasha to the mat and sliding out of the ring to slam into the ring railing.
Sanchez: "The Whip-Lash used to a greater effect than I have ever seen possible!"
Kemp: "Having his daughter at ringside certainly helps keep him focused."
Dasha sits up at ringside, shaking her head to try to clear the cobwebs when Troy dives over the top rope. She looks ready to move when Troy vanishes.
Kemp: "What the *beep*?"
Sanchez: "Look!"
Troy reappears to the side falling sideways to smash into Dasha, making them roll while entangled until Dasha's head is slammed into the ring railing.
Kemp: "How did he do that?"
Troy gets up and slides Dasha into the ring, but then he grabs her feet and whips her into the corner post, smashing her ribcage into the hard metal. This time Dasha cries out in Russian. Troy rolls into the ring, pulling Dasha to her feet. Dasha looks like she's going to fall and Troy moves to catch her, but Dasha grins and hits her Iron Fist to the jaw with an impact that sends Troy to the center of the ring.
Celes: "Get up, Daddy! Get up!"
Dasha sneers and hits a quick Sanbo side kick through the ropes that impacts Celes and sends her into the crowd. She walks over to the downed Troy and goes for the cover.
Dasha: "Your support team is down. Just you and me now."
Adkins: "What?"
One...Two...Thre-Troy kicks out with enough force to send Dasha nearly twenty feet into the air.
Adkins: "YOU HIT MY DAUGHTER?!"
Sanchez: "An angry parent isn't good to deal with."
Kemp: "Not at all and especially when that parent is a God!"
Troy stands up, catching Dasha in midair, sending her down with such a power bomb that Dasha is sent through the mat to the floor below the ring! Yelling an Asgardian War Cry, Troy jumps in after her.
Kemp: "You think he's going to kill her?"
Sanchez: "I wouldn't be-"
Sanchez's words are cut off as several gunshots are heard below the ring Dasha climbs back up through the hole and lies down next to it while trying to catch her breath. Troy follows, dropping to his knees as he gets up, several bullet holes are in his arms and chest.
As both rise, Dasha starts with a scissors take down, but Troy grabs hold of her and spins. He releases Dasha, sending her into the corner hard enough to shift the entire ring!
Adkins: "I'll *beep*ing kill you, bitch!"
Troy charges at Dasha as she's held up in the corner by her arms being dravished over the top rope with her eyes half-closed from the damage taken during the match. She blindly strikes out with the Iron Fist, catching Troy in the chest this time. Troy falls to the mat and Dasha falls on top of him for the cover!
One...Two...Three!!!
Sanchez: "Dasha's done it! She's claimed the ASA World title!"
Kemp: "They put each other through hell, but she actually did it!"
The ref helps Dasha up and raises her hand in the air for her win as the title belt is handed to her. Celes appears by the side of Troy Adkins, cradling his head on her lap.
Celes: "I'm fine, Daddy. I'm fine. You did a good job in the ring. I'm sorry you lost."
Troy opens his eyes, looking at Celes with a grin.
Adkins: "You're ok. That's all that matters..."
Dasha limps to the back, holding her newly won championship in the air. She's booed all the way back though.
Sanchez: "It's been an exciting evening. Out next stop is in North Korea for a very special pay-per-view!"
Kemp: "An event called the Hunt for the Crone. I'm already scared..."
Sanchez: "Good night, folks!"