Slammiversary 2012 PPV -- GZWA's 2 Yr. Anniversary

[Xion Zeros]

Ground Zero Wrestling Association
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Recorded Date: September 14, 2012
Air Date: September 22, 2012

• The event opens with Xion Zeros being shown arriving to the arena with his daughter Tiana as they head straight to his office. He holds his daughter's hand and ignores the cameramen and interviewers who are trying to get a word with him.
  
  ZX: "Tiana I've enjoyed this time we've spent together. Your mommy should take more business trips."
  
  He laughs.
  
  Tiana: "Daddy can I tell mommy you give me ice cream everyday, while she was gone?"
  
  Tiana giggled as she hugged her daddy's leg.
  
  ZX shook his head, "You know we'd both get in trouble if you did a thing like that. It's our little secret."
  
  He pushed opened the door and entered the office. He flicked on the switch and illuminated the room to find a surprise awaiting for the both of them. A rather large teddy bear was sitting on the couch for Tiana but Brooklyn Glamorous was stilling in Xion Zeros' chair with her feet propped up on the desk.
  
  Tiana giggled because she knew he was right. Her daddy was brave when it came to dealing with crazy wrestlers but not so much, when it came to her mommy. She followed after her daddy and waited for the lights to come on. When she saw what was inside, her eyes became huge. She turned to her father and exclaimed, "Oh my god Daddy. Wow!"
  
  In a blink of a eye Tiana turned around and race to her mother that had turned around in her father office chair. She wrapped her arms around her neck tightly. Tiana had missed her so much. "Mommy I'm so happy to have you home."
  
  ZX scratches his head and grins, "Well I'll be honest. I didn't plan on your mom being here but that's an added treat to end our fun-filled holiday."
  
  Brooklyn smiled down at her daughter and tried her best to not become over emotional. Kissing her cheek she said softly, "I missed you too baby. Did daddy take good care of you?"
  
  Tiana leaned back and giggled while she nodded, "Yes. I only got hurt two times. Mommy, I fell off the second rope when playing with Auntie Marisol."
  
  He looks at Brooklyn's stern glare after Tiana's words. He remarks, "Oh c'mon. I took her to watch Mariah's class and she wanted to try it herself. You know we wouldn't let anything happen to her."
  
  "Mhm," Brooklyn rolled her eyes at Z trying to brush it off so lightly. MiMi was crazy and she had been to a class or two of hers. Brooklyn was happy that Tiana was in one piece at least. "I guess I should be happy she alive at least."
  
  Not wanting to discuss business matters in front of their daughter in detail, he jokes, "It's a work in progress. We have to have our daughter training early if she wants to be a future Women's Champion!"
  
  ZX continues, "So Brooklyn is all of your business dealt with? I'm anxious to know why are you here tonight? You could've easily avoided the show altogether or have you thought about my business offer?"
  
  Brooklyn nodded and leans back hugging her daughter closer. "Yes I've dealt with things enough to make sure that BSW survives. As for me being here...I just wanted to see my baby girl. Plus some action in the ring which I heard is epic tonight."
  
  When she came to the topic about his offer she just smiled and nodded, "Yes I have thought about your 'offer' and I will take it."
  
  ZX smiles and looks down to Tiana, "If things go well Tiana, you'll get to hang out with both your mommy and daddy at work more often."
  
  Brooklyn laughed deeply as she replied "If we don't kill each other first." Tiana looked scared and Brooklyn told her she was joking.
  
  Tiana nodded and looked at her daddy, "Daddy can I go and watch the show?"
  
  He looks concerned, "I don't want you close to our crazy roster. But only if your mom approves."
  
  Brooklyn sighed softly and said "Only if you have your body guards around her at all time."
  
  "Hmph. I don't trust anyone around here as far as I can throw them. I only want Tiana with you or me at all times."
  
  Brooklyn wasn't sure what was wrong with Z. So she asked Tiana to go wait for them in Z private game room. It was a large room off to the side of Z's office. When she was gone Brooklyn asked "What is going on? Is not safe for Tiana not to be here?"
  
  With his hands in his pockets, he calmly answers, "With all of that drama you had on your plate in BSW, do you think I'm going to allow for one second something like that happens here and to our daughter? I think not. Her out there alone watching the show would be an open invitation for our enemies to try something. I'm not as naive and trusting as you."
  
  He adds, "Besides, I think for her sake, it's about time we do something as a family for once. I think I tolerate being around you for a few hours tonight for our daughter's happiness."
  
  Brooklyn wanted to be mad at Z but she couldn't. In his own way he was telling her that he missed her. Brooklyn got up from her chair and walked over to Z. Wrapping both of her arms around Z's neck she kissed him softly. "Okay as long as I get popcorn and some candy. Cause I know we are going to have the best seats in the house." Leaning forwards she embraced him slowly, enjoying it because it was long overdue.
  
  "Enough of that, you know I'm still in a committed relationship."
  
  "Forget her. You know I was the best you ever had or ever will have..."
  
  "Debatable... Besides, I've seen the guys you've hooked with after me so you can't talk either. You know you haven't done any better than me."
  
  Brooklyn glares at him, but playfully punches him in the arm.
  
  He laughs it off, but knows this is right thing to do for their daughter. He could put his and Brooklyn's rocky break-up behind him for a few hours and just enjoy the show, since she is the mother of his child. Hooking his arm around hers, he lead her into the next room to get Tiana for they could head out to the ring and enjoy the show.
  
  

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• PPV Divas Opener: Captain Fall Divas Tag Team Match - Team Heartbreaker (“Heartbreaker” Lise Starr, “Black Widow” Tara, Calamity Brooks) vs. Team Angelus (“The Viciousness” Angelus, “Tattooed Beauty” Laura Jackson, and “The Hellcat” Angelina Love)
  
  The bell rings and we kick off this special Divas Elimination Tag match with Angelina Love, representing Team Viciousness. Tara, representing Team Heartbreaker. The two divas lock horns in the center of the ring. Tara gets the upperhand with a side headlock. Wrenching the head/neck of Angelina Love. Angelina is able to shove Tara off of her into the ropes. Tara comes back and shoulder blocks her down to the mat. Tara then runs and bounces off the ropes as Angelina gets up to her feet. Angelina goes in for a clothesline, but Tara ducks it. Coming back around, Tara executes a swinging neckbreaker. She goes in for a cover on Angelina Love. But only gets a one count.
  
  From here, she picks Angelina up to her feet. Tossing her into the corner nearby. Tara follows her and delivers a series of kicks to the ribs of Angelina. Tara goes to set Angelina up on the top turnbuckle. Before she could do anything else. Love kicks Tara back in the face with her right boot. Angelina quickly ascends to the top turnbuckle. Then dives off onto Tara. Connecting with a Diving Crossbody block for the pin.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  Tara is able to kick out at two.
  
  Both ladies quickly get back up to there feet. As there respective teams look on and cheer on both divas. Both women lock up and Angelina gets the upper hand. As she snapmares Tara to the mat onto her butt. Then runs and bounces off the ropes. Coming back around, she connects with a low dropkick to the face of the "Vicious Vixen". Angelina goes in for the cover afterwards.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  Tara kicks out at two.
  
  Both women are trying to eliminate each other early on in this contest. Angelina picks Tara up to her feet. She locks her right arm around the head & left arm/shoulder of Tara. Looking to plant her with the Shoulder Jawbreaker. But Tara is able to power out and catch Angelina flush in the jaw with a stiff forearm shot. Followed up by another one. Rocking Angelina back into the ropes. Angelina gets pissed and charges after Tara. Only to be met with a thunderous Powerslam.
  
  After hitting this move. Tara picks Angelina up to her feet. Puts her head between her legs. Than hoists her up high into the air and drops her down with ruthless aggression, as she connects with the "Widow's Peak". Tara goes in for the pin. As both teams storm the ring to try and intervene.
  
  1...
  2...
  3!
  
  ANGELINA LOVE has been eliminated!
  
  With both teams brawling with each other after the pinfall. The fans are shocked that Angelina Love was eliminated so early. But as they say in GZWA, anything can and will undoubtedly happen!
  
  Not long afterwards. Order is restored by referee Mike Chioda. With both teams returning to there respective corners. Tara remains in the ring and opts not to tag out. As Angelus steps into the ring to replace Angelina Love.
  
  With the odds stacked against Team Viciousness. They need to come up with something good real fast to even the odds.
  
  Angelus and Tara lock horns, with Tara getting the advantage. She throws Angelus into the ropes. Before she could grab her. Angelus responds by connecting with a Stiff Clothesline. From here, Tara gets back up and is met with yet another Stiff Clothesline. Tara gets up once more and this time around. Angelus grabs her and drops her with a Snap Powerslam. As she goes in for the cover.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  Tara kicks out at two!
  
  Angelus from here grabs Tara by the head and starts working her over with some thunderous elbow shots to the chest area. Before rising to her feet and bouncing off the ropes. Coming back around to hit Tara with a Jumping Knee Drop right across the face. Before going in for another pinfall attempt.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  Tara barely kicks out.
  
  From here, Angelus picks Tara up and drops her with a Gutwrench Suplex. She goes in for the cover.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  But Lise Starr is able to break up the pin. Pulling Angelus off of Tara.
  
  The referee intervenes and tells Lise to get back in her corner. Angelus becomes annoyed and starts trash talking with Lise. As she does so, she forgets all about Tara. Who spins Angelus around, kicks her in the stomach and than drops her down hard with a Snap Suplex.
  
  After this, Tara walks over to Angelus' side. Does her crazy little dance taunt and drops a Standing Moonsault on Angelus. As she goes in for the cover.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  Laura Jackson comes in to make the save for Angelus.
  
  Tara gets up and immediately charges after Laura. Connecting with a Lou Thesz Press w/ Punches. But as she does this, Angelus gets up and grabs Tara from behind. Slinging her off of Laura with a head snap into the mat. From here, both ladies double team Tara. The referee becomes distracted on the other side by Lise Starr and Calamity Brooks while this is going on. Both ladies sling Tara off the ropes. Catching her coming back with a thunder Double Spinebuster slam. As Laura quickly exits the ring, Angelus goes in for the cover. As the referee turns back around to make the count.
  
  1...
  2...
  3!
  
  TARA has been eliminated!
  
  Now we're down to a 2-on-2 predicament. Before Angelus could even catch her breath. Lise Starr charges in and connects with a big Yakuza Kick. After this, she walks over and starts taunting Laura Jackson. Laura tries to get into the ring, but the referee cuts her off before should could do anything. Lise tosses Angelus into her corner. Where Calamity Brooks grabs Angelus by the arms and proceeds to hold her down. While Lise connects with one front kick after the other. As Angelus falls to the mat face first. Lise bounces off the ropes and connects with a low front dropkick to the side of the head. Then goes in for the cover.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  Angelus kicks out.
  
  Lise picks Angelus up to her feet. Tossing her into the turnbuckle nearby. After hitting Angelus with a few kicks to the stomach/chest area. She then locks Angelus' head by the crook of her right arm. Spins her around out of the turnbuckle and connects flush with a Tornado DDT!
  
  Rather than go for the pin. Lise decides to have a little fun with the "Devil's Favorite Daughter". Picking Angelus back up to her feet and snapping her back down to the mat with a Northern Lights Suplex pin attempt.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  Angelus just barely gets the shoulder up after two.
  
  Lise argues with the referee momentarily before she goes back onto the attack. Locking Angelus in the center of the ring with a vicious (no pun intended) Arm Lock. As she applies to the pressure to the arm. Angelus screams out and tries to reach out with her other hand to Laura for help.
  
  Not long afterwards. Angelus is able to get out of the hold by rolling of it, then kicking Lise in the face just as hard as she could. Before dropping her with an elbow drop for good measure. Angelus picks Lise Starr up to her feet. Than irish whips her off the ropes and catches her comiing back. As she spins around Lise, than drops her with a German Suplex. Snapping Lise off the mat with a furious vengeance.
  
  After a couple of well placed stomps to the back. Angelus sits down on Lise and applies a Camel Clutch. Putting the pressure on the back/spinal column while wrenching on the head/neck. She does this only for a few seconds. As Calamity runs in and kicks Angelus in the back of the head. Before slipping back out to her corner before the referee could do anything.
  
  Both ladies slowly get back up to there feet. Lise would strike Angelus with a punch. Angelus would reply back with another one of her own. This would continue on for the next ten seconds. Until Lise was able to get the upperhand by popping Angelus out of nowhere with an Enziquiri kick.
  
  After this, Lise motions that its time to finish Angelus off once and for all. She picks Angelus up and locks her head under her right arm. Then proceeds to spin herself around and nails her with the Standing Tornado DDT. Spiking Angelus' head off the mat She goes in for the cover from here.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  Laura Jackson quickly jumps down from the ring apron. Than pulls Lise Starr off of Angelus by the foot to the outside of the ring. As Lise hits the outside of the ring face first. She gets scooped up by Laura and thrown head first into the steel steps nearby with a thunderous impact. After this, Laura throws Lise into the ring. While this is happening. Calamity Brooks hops down from the apron and runs around to meet with Laura. As these two ladies start to go at it, tooth & nail on the floor. Brawling with each other in a cat-fight style.
  
  With Lise out cold. Angelus is able to get back up to her feet. She drops Lise over to the center of the ring. Then proceeds to lock on the "Viscious Lock" (Lebell Lock). As Lise screams out in pain. After a few moments, she has no other choice but to tap out.
  
  LISE STARR has been eliminated!
  
  We're now down to 2-on-1, with Team Viciousness having the advantage. While Angelus was busy taking care of Lise Starr. Laura Jackson had got the upperhand over Calamity Brooks. Tossing her into the ring to meet with Angelus. Both ladies start putting the boots to Calamity like a pack of wild wolves devouring there latest meal. Referee Mike Chioda tries to intervene, but is quickly shoved aside by Angelus.
  
  While this is all happening. Lise Starr gets back up to her feet to see that her partner is in trouble. Despite being eliminated, she takes matters into her own hands. Just as Angelus turns around. Lise Starr drills her with the "Starrstruck" (Super Kick). Then runs over and clotheslines Laura Jackson out of the ring. Before making her exit from the ring herself.
  
  As she hit Angelus with the Starrstruck, Calamity is able to grab her before she fell down to roll her up into a school boy pin.
  
  1...
  2...
  3!
  
  ANGELUS has been eliminated!
  
  Calamity slowly gets back up to her feet in the ring. As Laura slides in and catches her with a clothesline. Before going picking Calamity back up and tossing her into the turnbuckle nearby. Where Laura connects with some beautiful right and left hooks to the body. Then decides to change this up by delivering three shoulder blocks to the ribs of Calamity. As she slumps down to the bottom turnbuckle. Laura takes several steps back, then charges in with the knee to the face. As she then drags Calamity out near the center of the ring. She goes in for the cover.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  Calamity kicks out at two!
  
  From here, Laura picks Calamity up and drops her back down with a big backbreaker. She then follows this up by climbing the top turnbuckle nearby. She measures up Calamity, then flies off the ropes. Looking to hit her with a Leg Drop. But instead, Calamity rolls out of the way as Laura lands on her ass.
  
  Calamity then gets up off the mat and kicks Laura right in the face. Instead of going for the cover. She picks Laura up above her head and plants her back down with a Vertical Suplex. She picks Laura back up and tosses her into the ropes. Catching her and dropping Laura on her back hard with a Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker. Calamity goes in for the cover.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  But Laura is able to kick out at two!
  
  Calamity goes to pick Laura back up. But is met with a few stiff shots to the mid-section. Followed up by Laura going behind Calamity, and dropping her with the "Tattoo This" (Half Nelson Suplex). Instead of going in for the kill. Laura decides to pick Calamity back up to her feet. Then proceeds to set her up and drop her with the "Bedtime". As she connects with that well-connected spinning roundhouse kick to the ribs. She goes in and locks on the "Nighty Night" (Body Scissors/Headlock Combo). Laura starts to squeeze the lift out of Calamity. It looks like its all but academic at this point. That is until Calmity is able to lock her arms around the waist of Laura. Then use her leg strength to break the grip of Laura's legs around her body. Then falls back with a release Northern Lights Suplex.
  
  After this, both ladies slowly get back up to there feet. Laura goes in for a Super Kick, but Calamity ducks, spins her around and plants her with the "It's Calamity!" (Sitout Facebuster). As Calamity follows this up with a pin attempt.
  
  1...
  2...
  3!
  
  WINNER: Team Heartbreaker (“Heartbreaker” Lise Starr, “Black Widow” Tara, Calamity Brooks)
  
  
  
  
  
  

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• Backstage, as Slammiversary continued to roll. We see Genesis and Mariah talking amongst themselves about there respect matches tonight.
  
  Genesis: "Look, I know I haven't been the most pleasant person to be around lately. But being a Television Champion around GZWA is very, very important to me. A champion of this magnitude has me under alot of pressure. I know it's no excuse for being short with you last week. But, tonight is a very important night for the both of us. This is the very Pay-Per-View I debuted in last year. I have lot to gain, and alot to lose depending on the outcome of my match.
  
  You on the other hand? I don't even want to fathom what's going through your mind. Can't believe Chee would take you out like that. But then again, maybe she would. I mean, she seems like the type that would take advantage of every situation. You know how her mind works better than I do so...
  
  Mariah is pacing back and forth in thought as she's deep in thought but still acknowledges Genesis' presence.
  
  Mariah: Don't worry about me. I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself. I know what's going through Cheeka's head and I'm not afraid in the least. I know what I have to do - it's just that either way that I look at this match, it's going not going to be a walk in the park.
  
  What's important is tonight. This is YOUR night - everything is riding on your shoulders. You shouldn't let Punk and Punk In Training get in your head. They aren't the best in the world until they take that title from out of your hands.
  
  I'm not even acknowledging what Little Miss Maryse had to say about our relationship. As far as I'm concerned, she's irrelevant. She's your past, and I'm your future.
  
  Genesis nods, as he takes in a deep breath than exhales. Before replying to Mariah. As he leans up against the wall with his arms crossed.
  
  Genesis: "Trust me. I've got all my bases covered tonight babe. The only way any of those guys is gonna get my title is by killing me. A task easier said than done. I'm not about to lose my title on some fluke victory, not this way.
  
  As for Maryse? We'll worry about that another time. Don't worry about her tonight, nor me for that matter, MiMi. Just settle this thing with Cheeka once and for all. Set the crazy whore straight so you can move on with your life. She's made her grave. Now she has to lie in it."
  
  Genesis goes to leave the room. Turning his back on Mariah. He goes to open the door. Just as he opens it about halfway. He stops and quickly turns around as he walks up to Mariah. Who was pacing around frantically still yet as he spoke earlier. He stops MiMi in her tracks, Smiles at her, as Mariah looks up at him with a tense, yet slightly nervous expression. Gen. then grabs her and kisses her passionately. Marking the first time the two have had any kind of a real, intimate moment "on camera" for the public to see.
  
  After the kiss. Gen. whispers softly to Mariah:
  
  Genesis: "Now... go out there and kill this bitch for me."
  
  Gen. said with a smile and a slight laugh. As he turns and leaves the room. Leaving Mariah left alone to ponder everything that has just happened.
  
  She mumbles, "About fuckin' time, jerk..."
  
  

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• PPV Superstars Opener: Battle Royal - Damien “Mix” Xavier vs. “Apex Predator” Randy Orton vs. “The Crown Prince” Samuel Chatman (return) vs. “Off The Chain” Robert Roode
  
  With the GZWA Divas putting on an impressive match to kick off tonight’s PPV event, the Superstars of GZWA were not about to let the Divas shine alone in the spotlight here tonight. The bell sounds with all four Superstars erupting into a brawl. Damien Xavier is in the thick of the action, serving right and left hooks to every Superstar in tandem. He levels the Crown Prince with a clothesline before sending Roode over the top rope with another.
  
  Prof. X: Remember, ladies and gentlemen, this match is elimination by pinfall or submission. The last Superstar remaining is deemed the winner of this contest.
  
  Roode slams his hands on the ring apron out of frustration as Xavier continues his offensive on the Apex Predator. Xavier delivers a series of left hooks before following up with a right elbow to the skull, causing Orton to stagger from the blow. It’s not enough to knock the Apex Predator off of his feet. Damien Xavier has a remedy for that problem as he rebounds from the ropes with another clothesline. Orton counters with a powerslam and it’s clear that the voices are talking in his head and he’s ready to going into the dark place to secure a win in this match.
  
  Samuel leaps over his shoulder as he rises back to his feet, hoping to connect with Throw Back-style neckbreaker but Orton shoves him out of the ring and out onto the ring apron. Cradling his head underneath his arm in position, Orton delivers a rope-hung DDT to the Crown Prince. Pounding his fists ferociously on the canvas, Orton stalks his prey for the RKO. Samuel shoves him away and into the clutches of Roode who connects with the Payoff (Fisherman Suplex) bridging him to the canvas with his shoulders to the mat.
  
  One...
  Two...
  Three!!
  
  Orton is furious that he’s the first man out of this contest. He argues with Referee Slick Johnson before shoving him to the canvas. Roode instructs him to leave, but Orton only answers with another RKO, followed by another to Xavier and the Crown Prince before exiting the ring with all of the three remaining Superstars down and out as a result of the Apex Predator’s healthy servings of RKOs.
  
  The Carter: Talk about a sore loser.
  Francine: Whatever, he’s going to have Angelina kiss his boo-boos and make him forget all about this loss later.
  The Carter: Good point. He’s still a winner in my eyes in that case.
  Prof. X: I can’t believe you two would encourage something like this.
  
  Samuel Chatman is first to rise to his feet, greeting the waking Xavier with a knife edge chop to the chest before sending him into the ropes. Catching him on the rebound, Samuel sends him back to the canvas with a kitchen sink. With Xavier down face-down on the canvas, the Crown Prince forces his subjects to bow in his presence in the form of a Facebuster after lifting his head up briefly from the canvas. The Crown Prince motions to Roode to deliver the same treatment but Roode was playing possum and rolls him up into a small package.
  
  One...
  Two...
  Thr---NO!!
  
  Samuel Chatman barely kicks out. Roode runs his fingers through his hair in disbelief. Shaking his head, he beckons Sam to his feet, ready to strike with a Spear. Roode misses his target as the Crown Prince moves out of the way, causing him to crash shoulder-first into the corner post. The Crown Prince capitalizes with a Spin-Out Powerbomb, crashing Roode to the canvas. Xavier leaps off the top rope with an Over Castle-style neckbreaker sending Sam to join Roode on the canvas. The crowd is on their feet, cheering Xavier on as Roode and Sam stagger to their feet with Xavier on the move to greet them. Roode and Sam have other ideas in mind and greet Xavier with a double clothesline. Xavier has other intentions as he ducks underneath the blow and hits the ropes, rebounding with an impressive double Spear on both Roode and Sam.
  
  With an encouraging roar from the crowd, Xavier climbs the turnbuckle again, this time taking flight with a Z-Splash (Frog Splash). Roode puts his knees up to defend, causing Xavier to crash and burn upon landing. Roode quickly locks in a Crossface to capitalize on Damien’s mistake, causing him to quickly submit to the pain - thus leaving Samuel and Roode as the last men standing in this contest.
  
  Laughing as Samuel sits up from canvas, Roode thinks he has this match won already. He delivers a seated rolling neck snap to the Crown Prince before going for the win.
  
  One...
  Two...
  Thr--NO!!
  
  Roode is irate with Referee Slick Johnson. Instead of taking his frustration on the poor official, he collects his demeanor and focuses back onto the Crown Prince - who greets Roode with a right hook to the jaw. Roode staggers back from the blow as Samuel rises to his feet to continue his offense. Roode halts his offense with a rake of the eyes before whipping the Crown Prince into the ropes. Roode connects with a Double R Spinebuster on the rebound and savors the moment before dragging him back up to his feet. Roode goes for the Payoff but Sam hooks his leg with Roode’s own to stop his execution and counters with the Royal Madness (F-5). Roodes drops behind Sam to desperately escape and shoves him into the corner. Roode charges in with a Northern Lariat into the corner, only for the Crown Prince to counter with a Snake Eyes onto the ropes. With Roode disoriented, Sam follows up with a STO - driving the It Factor to the center of the ring. The Crown Prince then lands down the law with a final decree, in the form of the Crown’s Jewel (Shooting Star Press) to the grounded Roode. He hooks the leg in a pin.
  
  One...
  Two...
  Three!!
  
  The Crown Prince secures the victory in his return match to GZWA at Slammiversary.
  
  WINNER: “The Crown Prince” Samuel Chatman.
  
  
  

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• Singles Match - "The Intellectual Savior to the Unwashed Masses" Damien Sandow vs. "Meta" Mike Bradley
  
  Before the match could even begin. Damien Sandow, still dressed in his entrance attire. Calls for a microphone. He begins speaking to the masses, as Mike Bradley looks on in the background:
  
  "Allow me to beg your indulgence for one moment...just one moment. My name is Damien Sandow and I am here to help all of you. And enlightenment is exactly how I will complete this task. I do not wish to force the idea of enlightenment upon you. I wish to take my time and explain it to you slowly so that even the most imbecilic of peons among the stands this evening will learn to come to me for salvation. My enlightenment does not come in the form of pandering to any of you. Now, as this may be seen as a hindrance to you, this does not bother me in the slightest, as you continually grasp at straws in the attempt to find something that entertains you, and you all fail miserably at it. The times where we were educated by classic Shakespearean texts, as well as works by Edgar Allen Poe and Franz Kafka, are almost completely out of sight, and have been quickly replaced with brain-numbing activities that claim to be seen as 'reading'. I hardly believe gazing at pictures of loose women and idiotic sports phenomena with minuscule captions underneath even qualifies as some sort of 'reading'. Gone are the days where nature was once appreciated through the eyes of man, and now we must witness in indignation as our new generation is wasted along with their bodies through the inhalation of alcohol, and is also caught up with supposedly contagious rhythms in stuffy, annoyingly lit clubs. But I digress..."
  
  At this point. The fans and Mike Bradley become annoyed. The match hasn't even started, and Sandow was already pissing everybody off.
  
  "As the man that comes only to indoctrinate the world, I am unstoppable in my ways, and I can have my way in anything I please. And, as always..."
  
  The bell rings. Cutting Sandow off in mid-sentence. Sandow turns to look at the referee. Looking all puzzled and confused. Arguing that he wasn't finished yet. As they continue to argue. This gives Bradley the opportunity to strike. From behind, Bradley grabs Sandow and pulls him down to the ground. Locking him in tightly with the "Boston Strangler" (Rear Naked Choke with Body Scissors). As he continues to pull and apply the pressure. Sandow has no choice but to tap out immediately.
  
  WINNER: "Meta" Mike Bradley.
  
  
  As Bradley celebrates his victory. Looking back at ringside as he walks up the ramp way. He mouths off to a furious Damien Sandow. Who is stomping around mad as hell in the ring: "...You're Welcome!"
  
  The camera's cut back to Damien Sandow. Who is humiliated and angry with everyone around him. He picks up the microphone and looks out at the crowd with disgust and disdain written all over his face. He clutches the microphone tightly in his right hand, as he tells the world:
  
  "...I QUIT!!!"
  
  Sandow slams the microphone down and walks off. Pissed off at the world. As he storms out of the arena. Seemingly, for the last time ever in GZWA.
  
  

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• Grudge Match - "The Superior God" Double S vs. "The Iowan Massacre" Joel Hall
  
  The match kicks off with a bang! As both men collide in the center of the ring. Exchanging lefts and rights in a huge slug fest. The Iowan Massacre wins this series of blows. Catching Double S with a beautiful Mule Kick to the jaw. The impact sends Double S out to the floor. As the "Superior God" gets up to his feet. He slams his hands on the apron out of frustration. He turns his back on The Iowan Massacre to mouth off to a couple of rowdy fans at ringside. This brief distraction turns out to be a costly one for Double S. This gives the artist formerly known as Joel Hall the opportunity to run and bounce off the ropes to the floor. Hitting Double S with a Springboard Leaping Plancha!
  
  Not long afterwards, The Iowan Massacre picks Double S up to his feet and slings him to the steel railing nearby. Double S responds by delivering a stiff uppercut to the jaw. Than slamming the Massacre's face into the steel post. Before throwing him back into the ring.
  
  Back inside the squared circle. Double S picks the Massacre up to his feet. Than proceeds to scoop him up and slam him down hard with a thunderous Exploder Suplex. Afterwards, S goes in for the cover.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  But the Iowan Massacre kicks out!
  
  Afterwards, Double S locks in a side headlock. Working over the head/neck area of Massacre. Soon afterwards, Double S picks Massacre up and goes in to execute a DDT. Only to have it reversed into a Single-Arm DDT by Massacre. Both men quickly get back up to there feet. Double S goes in for a clothesline, but the move is ducked by Massacre. In return, he gives the Superior God a quick Tiger Feint Kick to the jaw. Rocking Double S into the corner. Where Massacre quickly runs up and grabs Double S. Twisting him around and dropping him down hard onto the mat with a Tornado DDT.
  
  After this. The Iowan Massacre heads up to the top rope. He signals for a Swanton Bomb. As Massacre goes to execute the move. S is able to roll out of the way. Ending with Massacre crashing down onto the mat. S capitalizes on this, as he hits a quick elbow drop. Then proceeds to work over the leg of the Iowan Massacre. After a few leg stomps, Double S locks on the Figure 4-Leglock submission hold. Wrenching and applying the pressure on Massacre. This goes on for the next several moments. Until Massacre is able to counter by rolling over and reversing the pressure on Double S. Until both men are forced to relinquish the hold.
  
  As both men get up to there feet. Iowan Massacre throws in a quick kick to the gut. Followed up by a right hand and tosses S out to the arena floor through the middle ropes. As Massacre follows S out. Both men start swinging for the fences. Much like they did to kick off the match. Massacre gets the upperhand and slams S into the ring apron nearby, head first. Before grabbing a steel chair and bashing S in the back with it. Luckily for these two men. The referee is letting this assault slide, given its a Pay-Per-View environment. This chair shot was enough to rattle the bones of Double S down to his core. As S fell to the floor face first. Before Massacre could raise the chair above his head for another strike. The referee has enough of this, and grabs it out of his hands. The fans don't like this too well either as much as Massacre. As Massacre gets into the face of the referee. This argument gives Double S the time he needs to get back up to his feet & recuperate. S charges in and drills Massacre with a Heavy Clothesline from behind. Knocking Massacre into the referee, as both men fall on the steel steps nearby.
  
  With the referee knocked out for the time being. Massacre lays on the ground motionless. This gives Double S the chance he needs to take advantage of the situation. As he searches under the ring and pulls out a kendo stick. As the Iowan Massacre rises to his feet. S catches him flush in the ribs with a Kendo stick shot. Follows that up with another shot to the back/head area. Then S repeatedly starts to beat down Massacre with one furious Kendo Stick shot after another to the back. After the 4th strike. The stick breaks and shatters to pieces.
  
  After this, S picks up Massacre up and tosses him back into the ring. He stomps on him several times. Before driving the knee down across the face. Then, he picks up Massacre and hurls him into the turnbuckle. The referee rolls back into the ring as this happens too. Double S goes in for a big clothesline, but Massacre counters by sticking his foot in the air. Nailing S in the face and rocking him back a few steps. Massacre runs out of the corner and grabs Double S. Dropping him with a well executed Swinging Neckbreaker.
  
  Rather than go for a pin. Massacre runs and springboards himself off the ropes. Bouncing back and hitting Double S with a beautiful Springboard Moonsault. As he hits the move. Massacre goes for the pin as he hooks the leg.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  and S kicks out at 2 1/2.
  
  At this point. Massacre picks S up to his feet. After a kick to the mid-section. He throws S into the ropes. Grabbing him and hoists S up in the air. Looking to hit a Sitout Chokeslam. But instead, S counters in mid-air and comes down with a DDT. Spiking Massacre's head down into the ring mat. As S goes for the cover.
  
  1...
  2....
  
  and Massacre just barely kicks out!
  
  Double S picks the Iowan Massacre up and proceeds to hoist him up over his head. Looking to drive him down with a Fireman's Carry into a Gutbuster. Instead, Massacre counters this in mid-air to a Hurricanrana pinning predicament.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  and Double S kicks out at 2!
  
  As both men get up to there feet. Both men exchange blows, as the fans follow and cheer along with each left & right thrown. Double S wins this series of blows, as he rocks Massacre with a European Uppercut. Followed up by a Roundhouse Kick to the side of the head.
  
  Rather than go for the cover. S picks him up and puts Massacre's head between his legs. Than gives a 'cut throat' signal to the crowd. Signaling the potential end for the Iowan Massacre.
  
  As Double S sets Massacre up for his finisher, the "Hell's Calling". Massacre is able to slip out of S' grip and land on his feet behind him. As S turns around, Massacre goes to spray his Green Mist. Instead, he misses and the mist catches the referee in the eyes. Blinding him, as he falls to the mat in pain. S hits Massacre in the gut with a stiff kick. Than hoists him up over his head and drops him with the Fireman's Carry into a Gutbuster. As he crashes down to the mat. Double S slips outside the ring. Walking over to the timekeeper's table. He grabs his signature weapon.
  
  
  
  With the scepter in hand. S goes back into the ring. With some evil intentions in mind. He looks to clock the Iowan Massacre in the head. He raises the scepter over his head. And just before he could bring the 'hammer' down, so to speak. Massacre catches S with a low blow outta desperation. Sending S crashing to the mat, dropping the scepter.
  
  Massacre seizes his moment, as he climbs the turnbuckle nearby. Now at the top. He looks at the crowd for a moment. Than flies off the ropes with the "Xtreme Pain" (Corkscrew Back Flip). Successfully connecting with the move. As he does so, he goes in for the cover. The referee is still trying to recover from the mist spray from earlier while this is happening.
  
  Seeing this, Massacre breaks up his own pin. He goes over to check on the referee. Moments later, Double S gets up to his feet. Picks up the scepter and drills the Iowan Massacre in the face with the weapon. Before tossing it out of the ring. Rather than go for the pin. Double S decides to humiliate his opponent some more. As he locks Massacre in the "Executed" (Hell's Gates) submission. With Massacre knocked out cold and unable to do anything. The referee is finally able to recuperate just enough to check out the situation. As he does so, the ref raises and drops Massacre's right arm 3 times. With Massacre unable to keep his arm raised before the 3 count. The ref. calls for the bell. Ruling Double S the victory via KO.
  
  WINNER: "The Superior God" Double S.
  
  
  The bell had ringed, but the match was not over. Someone else wanted to express joy and satisfaction at the loss of “The Iowan Massacre”. This sensuous individual exited from backstage, down the ramp with wicked laughter in her voice, barely heard from the microphone gripped in her hands. Her attire was provocative, yet athletically fitting: a yellow sports bra, black hotpants, and black combat boots. She raised the microphone to her lips.
  
  Morgan: “Well, well….looks like someone got their ass whooped tonight.”
  
  She went up the staircase, and entered through the ropes, and stopped next to Shia Storm with one hand on her hip, hovering over the fallen Joel with a blissful smile on her face, but fury in her eyes.
  
  Morgan: “How does it feel Joel?”
  
  In comical fashion, she lowered the microphone to Joel, not really expecting him to answer. The audience’s hissing brought notice during Morgan’s pause.
  
  Morgan: “Well, that’s interesting. “
  
  Morgan preceded to stroll around the fallen man, observing his weakened state. She bent closer to Joel as her eyes darted towards his horrifying mask, expressing disgust.
  
  Morgan: “Boy, do you have one ugly mask. I guess for a maggot, I wouldn’t understand that. Huh? Was it used to hide that ugly face of yours?
  
  She leaned up straight, continuing to walk around him with the microphone leading the way.
  
  Morgan: “But I’m sure the more important question you want to know is why I’m here. Why am I targeting you? Why do I seem to bully you? Well, let’s put it in simpler terms about my little secret that you and the world doesn't know."
  
  She inched closer to Joel, finally displaying her true feelings towards Eddie Hall, and letting this "rat in a mask" know about it.
  
  Morgan: "I like your brother…a lot. A little talk in the bar was a little more than expected from me, anyways, but now, his career is fucked, because of his punk ass brother who couldn't seem to let his pants zipped up!”
  
  She took an emerging soccer kick to Joel’s side, desiring to put as much power as possible to the kick to show how angry she was towards this man.
  
  Morgan: “And now the Eddie’s career is messed up, I’m going to make yours a living hell, every way possible. Believe that, bitch!”
  
  All of a sudden, Velvet Sky came running out from the locker room area. She slides into the ring and immediately pushes Morgan away from Joel, causing the microphone to drop to the floor. Velvet pushes Morgan once more, sending her flying into the turnbuckle. She picks up the dropped microphone and holds it sideways to her mouth, returning to the turnbuckle and getting inches from Morgan's face.
  
  Velvet Sky: I'm sorry to hear about Eddie, but you might be joining him in that hospital tonight.
  
  She backs out of the turnbuckle just enough so she's not hovering on top of The Georgia Peach, and then with a violent stabbing motion, brings the microphone down on Morgan's head. She smiles at what she just did and as she turns around, sees her ex-boyfriend still lying in the middle of the ring. She closes her eyes and shakes her head, as she sees the mask over his face and emotionally conflicted, she kneels down next to him for a moment.
  
  At the turnbuckle, Morgan slowly rose up to her feet. Steam flaring from her ears. In retaliation, she charged wildly like a bull towards Velvet Sky, giving her a right boot to the side of her face and knocking her to the ground. Morgan hovered over her, really wanting to hurt this girl. She started off with a right hook to the cheek, but before she could land the second punch, she is flipped over by Velvet, who has her share of punches over Morgan.
  
  They would roll around until both of them exit under the ropes to the outside. The security rush to the scene as they try to separate the two brawling women, but they can't seem to let go of each other.
  
  Just when the security gets their opportunity at bring peace and putting away the struggle, one of the guards is accidentally elbowed on the face by Velvet, losing his grip from her waist. Velvet charged to Morgan's side, trying to tackle her, but Morgan gets a grip of hair, but losing her balance in the process, causing them both to land on their sides, continuing to throw punches at each other. Eventually security gets the Divas under control again before holding them at bay.
  
  The Carter: Turn them loose dammit! I'm dying to see this fight. If they want to make it dirty, I've got some baby oil and cool whip in my car.
  Francine: I'm not even going to fathom why in the hell you have those two items in your car...
  Prof. X: I just got word from Serena Dent backstage and she wants to go ahead and get this contest on the way up next.
  
  

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• The Final Encounter - "The Undisputed Mistress of Darkness" Velvet Sky vs. "The Georgia Peach" Morgan Davis
  
  We start out with both ladies getting into each others faces. Doing a little trash-talking before the match begins. As the bell rang to officially kick things off. Velvet seems to win the trash-talking, as she slaps the taste out of Morgan's mouth. The fans perform a nice "ohhhhhhh!!!" all over the arena in unison. Doesn't take long though for Morgan to counter. As she turns around and tackles Velvet to the ground. Getting on top of her. Morgan begins to take Velvet's head and repeatedly begins to smash it into the ground. After several moments of this. The referee gets in the middle and breaks them up. Separating the two divas. Giving Velvet Sky the chance to recover and regain her composure a little bit.
  
  Both women walk back up to each other. Morgan nails Velvet with a stiff kick to the mid-section. Followed by a couple of forearm smashes. Chaining those smashes into a headlock afterwards. Velvet pushes Morgan off of her into the ropes. Velvet goes in for a clothesline. But Morgan counters and bounces off the ropes from the opposite side. Coming back around, she hits Velvet with a Big Boot to the face. Catching Velvet right across the jaw. Sending her down to the mat face first. Then delivers an elbow drop across the lower back. Before rolling her over for a cover.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  Velvet immediately kicks out. As Morgan goes to pick her up, Velvet catches Morgan with a punch of the mid-section. Followed by a stiff right hand to the face, than another one. Following that up with a beautifully executed Snapmare. Followed by a stiff kick to the head/back area Then a chin lock. As Velvet places her knee firmly against the back. Pulling back on Morgan's head across her knee with her hands. Morgan screams out in pain as Velvet applies the pressure.
  
  Moments later. Morgan is able to 'power out' of the hold. With both women up on there feet. Morgan catches Velvet with a knee lift to the gut. Morgan follows this up with a Facebuster. Then proceeds to rub Velvet's face into the mat. Afterwards, Morgan begins to taunt Velvet, then delivers a stiff soccerball style kick to the side. Hitting with enough force to roll Velvet over onto her back. Morgan goes in for a cover.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  Velvet kicks out.
  
  Morgan picks her back up to her feet. Delivers one elbow smash to the face. Then kicks her in the mid-section. Than proceeds to put Velvet's head between her legs. Hoists her up into the air. Before should could plant Velvet with a Power Bomb. Velvet counters this into a Hurricanrana. Sending Morgan crashing down to the mat. The momentum was enough to roll her out onto the floor.
  
  Velvet follows her out. Grabbing Morgan by the hair. She slams her head first into the steel steps nearby. As Morgan drops to one knee. Velvet locks Morgan head with her right arm. Than proceeds to drive Morgan head fist onto the mat with the "Highway to Hell" (Spike DDT). Morgan's head hits with a vicious thud. After several moments pass. Velvet uses all the strength she has to pick Morgan up. She feels like dead weight at the moment. As Morgan is seemingly knocked out cold after that DDT to the floor.
  
  Velvet rolls Morgan into the ring and away from the ropes. As she slides in and quickly goes for the cover. The match has to be over right here folks.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  annnnnnnd....
  
  
  
  
  (dramatic pause)
  
  
  
  
  NO!
  
  Morgan barely gets the shoulder up in the nick of time.
  
  Velvet argues with referee Earl Hebner for a moment. Before turning her focus back onto the task at hand. She picks Morgan up and tosses her into the ropes. Then catches her coming back with a Hip Toss. Following that up with a Surfboard Stretch soon afterwards. Putting the pressure onto the back. The pain of the hold was enough to snap Morgan back into the thick of things. As she was still reeling from that DDT earlier. Morgan begins to use all the strength she has left in her body to power out and flip Velvet over her head, onto her back. As Morgan quickly reacts by placing Velvet into a Sleeper Hold. Trying to sap the strength out of her.
  
  Not long after this. Both women get back up. Morgan still has the Sleeper Hold applied. But is able to use her elbows to hit Morgan in the stomach. Knocking the breath out of her. After being able to get away from Morgan. She sends her into the turnbuckle, back first just as hard as she could. The force of this sends Morgan slumping down to the bottom turnbuckle area. Velvet charges in and connects with the Bronco Buster. Much to the delight of the male audience watching at ringside and at home.
  
  Velvet then drags Morgan out of the corner by the foot. She looks over to the nearby turnbuckle and proceeds to climb it. As she reaches the top. Morgan gets up to her feet. All dazed and confused like. Velvet flies through the air with a Diving Cross Body block. Morgan somehow catches Velvet and uses the momentum & velocity to spin Velvet around. Dropping the self-proclaimed "Undisputed Queen of Darkness" onto Morgan's knee, gutbuster style. Morgan looks around the crowd with a smile. As she proceeds to pull up Velvet's skirt and starts spanking her in front of the world. After around 10 smacks. She lets Velvet go. Much to the dismay of the audience. As Velvet crawls around on the mat. Morgan gives chase, as she pulls Velvet up to her feet. Hitting Sky several times in the face with a few left & right punches. Before locking up and picking Velvet high up above her head. Keeping Velvet in the air for what seemed like forever. Than drops her on her back with a vicious, delayed style vertical suplex. Using the momentum of this to float-over on top of Velvet for the pin.
  
  1...
  2...
  
  annnnnnnnnnd...
  
  
  (dramatic pause)
  
  
  NO!
  
  Velvet kicks out at around the 2.9 area.
  
  Both divas have been giving it there all tonight. But as Morgan gets up to her feet first. She senses the end may be near. She taunts and motions for Velvet to get up to her feet. As she slowly does so. Morgan bounces herself off the ropes and goes to hit Velvet with the "Sit Down" (Face' Asser). But instead, Velvet counters. Steps behind Morgan and drops her with a Reverse Bulldog.
  
  Velvet, rather than going in for the pin. Picks Morgan back up to her feet. Then proceeds to setup Morgan for the "Sinner's Prayer" (Sitout Double Underhook Facebuster). As she hooks the arms of Morgan...
  
  
  
  Angelina Love makes her way down to ringside. Velvet looked confused as to why her best friend is out here. Angelina gets up on the ring apron and says something to Velvet that grabs her attention. Referee Earl Hebner walks over to Angelina to tell her to get down. Velvet pushes him to the side and begins to argue with her friend. Velvet says she has this match won and asks Angelina what she's doing? Angelina smiles and slaps Velvet as hard as she could in the mouth. Which immediately pisses Velvet off. Before Velvet could get her hands on Angelina Love. She hops down from the apron and begins to backtrack up the ramp way. With Velvet's attention turned on Angelina. This gives Morgan Davis the golden opportunity she needs. As she runs up from behind Velvet. Rolls her up, school boy style by holding the tights.
  
  1...
  2...
  and...
  3!
  
  WINNER: "The Georgia Peach" Morgan Davis.
  
  
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• The VIP Lounge
  
  The familiar theme of M.V.P blares through the PA system, as the returning M.V.P prepares to bring back his VIP Lounge at Slammiversary II.
  
  As the clock stops ticking, and the theme officially begins, a confident MVP bursts through the float, with no hesitation he struts to the ring, to the steps, walking up on the apron and through the ropes. He steps into the middle of the ring, a wide grin on his face, he gives the entire ring a once over, proud of his set up, he grabs himself his mic, and sits down on his couch.
  
  
  
  "Yall see the set up, you know the drill...Once again, MVP is in the ring, so that can only mean, one thing. Big things poppin' Lil things stoppin'. So all of you just sit back, and enjoy the view, because this all up in here, this VIP Lounge, is for people like me, who are better, than people like you!"
  
  MVP gives his face a swift wipe, he sits up and soaks up the boos, propping his legs up on his table, he once again, starts speaking.
  
  "Now, as we all know, this year is the third year, this company has been in bushiness, and there was no other way, I could think of, to make my return here, than on the grandest stage of them all, after all, MVP, is the VIP in this promotion, which brings me to my guest for the night...ME!"
  
  MVP stands up off his couch and begins pacing smugly around the ring, nodding confidently, with a wide smile on his face, he brings the mic up to his lips.
  
  "And as, the VIP, I'd like a spotlight, because I have somethin' to say, regarding my absence and role from here on out, in this company.."
  
  As MVP is talking, attention is slowly being drawn away from him, and averted into the crowd. The man known as Jon Moxley begins walking down the isles, towards the barricade. He stares and watches MVP from the front row, continue on, before finally just hopping over the barricade, sliding into the ring through the bottom, catching MVP attention finally.
  
  "Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a second now, you can't be in here, and judging by the way you look, you shouldn't even be in an arena, sharing the same breath as yours truly, that just ain't right, and you need to get to steppin'."
  
  Moxley, standing motionless, just stares off into the distance, turning his attention towards MVP, he silently glares.
  
  
  
  "I get it, you just want your 15 minutes, right? I'll tell you what, because I'm so generous, and this is MY time, the best I can give you is 30 seconds."
  
  MVP holds the mic out to Moxley, who just turns his body and grabs the mic, you can hear Moxley breath through it, but he just continues to not speak, while MVP stares on impatiently. After 30 seconds, MVP reaches for his mic back, and in that instantly, Moxley thrusts his right hand forward and rams the Mic into MVP's face, tossing it away after MVP his the mat.
  
  Moxley quick to mount MVP, begins unleashing a flurry closed fist rights, straight to MVP's temple, dragging his knuckles across MVP's skull with each hit. Moxley stops and gets up off MVP. While MVP tries to get back to his feet, but Moxley quickly connects with a direct low blow, bringing MVP back to the mat.
  
  Once again, Moxley mounts MVP, putting all his weight on MVP's chest, he grabs MVP's hand and begins prying his fingers apart, jerking them aside violently, seemingly breaking them one by one. Again, Moxley lets go and gets back up to his feet, while MVP crawls towards to the couch to bring himself back up.
  
  Moxley grins devilishly, grabbing a hold of MVP's leg, pulling MVP back, Moxley locks MVP's legs, reaching an arm under MVP's, locking in a classic Regal Stretch, while fish hooking MVP's mouth, jerking aggressively, not letting go.
  
  When Moxley sees security heading towards to the ring, he lets go willingly, raising his hands up, stopping his beating, he just smiles.
  
  
  
  Without any force, Moxley leaves the ring willingly, heading up the ramp, and through the curtain
  
  

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[Xion Zeros]

• Grudge Match - “Straight-Edge Vixen” Tia Brooks vs. Malita Conera
  
  Tia Brooks is out first dressed in a black one piece trimmed in white, with white stars on the lower front, and B.D.I.T.W. on the lower back in white. As Tia is walking down to the ring, she looks into the camera, points to herself, and says, “I‘m The Best Diva in the World!”. She gets into the ring and flings her hair around with cockiness. Out comes Malita Conera with a mic in her hand, dressed in a pink plaid skirt and a black fishnet top with a hot pink bra over it. Before walking to the ring, Malita raises the mic to her mouth. “Before we get this match started Tia, I just want to make something clear. I am not out here to cause any more problems between you and I. I am out here to settle this once and for all, win or lose. So let’s make this a fair fight.” Malita drops the mic and slide into the ring.
  
  The ref calls for the bell to start the match. Malita extends her hand, waiting for Tia to do the same for a hand shake. Tia extends her hand not to shake Malita’s hand, but slaps Malita across her face. Malita pauses for a moment looking down, then she jumps onto Tia full force slamming Tia’s head into the mat numerous times until the ref pulls her off. As the ref is holding Malita in the corner, Tia gets up with a look of disbelief on her face. As the ref moves out of Malita’s way, Tia waste no time and delivers a Running High Knee to Malita. As Tia goes for the bulldog that usually follows after, Malita stops it from happening by countering Tia with a Tornado DDT. Malita picks Tia up to her feet and attempts the Malita-Go-Round (Flip Bottom), but Tia hooks her foot over to stop it from happening. Instead, Tia hit’s the S.E.S (Flip-Bomb Pin/SOS). 1.… 2.… Malita kicks out at 2.
  
  As Malita was getting up, Tia delivers the Blind Side Kick (French TKO) to her former mentor. Tia the yells to the crowd, “It is such a shame that I have to school my own teacher.”. While Tia is boasting to the GZWA Universe, this gives Malita enough time to get on her feet. She then goes behind Tia and hit’s a Full Nelson Bulldog. Malita then yells out, “Then you must have forgot who taught who.”. As Malita was picking Tia up to her feet, Tia hit Malita with a couple of elbows and follows with a Spinning Chop.
  
  Tia is starting to get frustrated. She picks Malita up over her shoulders to get ready for the T.I.A. (Reverse GTS), but Malita fights out of it landing back down to her feet and hit’s the Twist of Fate. Malita quickly covers Tia. 1.… 2.…. Tia kicks out at 2. Malita calls to the crowd for support and Tia gets up. Malita finally delivers a successful Malita-Go-Round on Tia. Malita feels that it wasn’t good enough to keep Tia down, so she lines Tia up close to the turnbuckle. Malita climbs the turnbuckle to hit the Perfect 10 (Double Moonsault). As she is in mid move, Tia rolls out of the way and Malita comes down hard knocking the wind out of her. Tia gets up and notices that Malita is knocked out cold. This puts a smile of Tia’s face. Wasting no time once again, Tia puts Malita over her shoulders at hit’s the T.I.A. making sure that she has put Malita out of her misery. Tia looks down at her knocked out opponent, then looks at the fans. “You wanna know why I am the Best Diva in the World?”. Tia walks over to Malita a puts her in the Anaconda Vice. Malita could help but to tap out.
  
  Winner: Tia Brooks
  
  
  After Tia was declared the winner, she looks down at Malita once more. Instead of attacking her, she helps her to her feet. Tia then extends her hand waiting for Malita to shake it. Malita takes a second to see if Tia was for real about this. Malita shakes Tia’s hand and the two embrace with a hug. Tia then grabs a mic and says, “Malita, you put up one hell of a fight! I can’t help but to respect you and I would still love to call you a friend. You are still not the Best Diva in the World like myself, but you are a close 2nd.”. Tia raises Malita’s arm and the claps as Malita walks away.
  
  

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• Mei Long entered the locker room with thrill in her veins, and clothing on her shoulders. Her nervousness was diminishing these past few months after her first time being a contender for the Women’s championship, and with her rejuvenation, her second time would be interesting one. With her match hours away, she needed to prepare herself.
  
  After placing her bags on the bench, she was required to dress into comfortable attire for the ring. She unzipped her bag, revealing several articles of clothing and athletic gear.
  
  Her thought of changing clothes would soon be interrupted by a few knocks on the door behind her, getting her attention. Who would be at the door at this hour? Hopefully, it wasn’t any antagonizing character. Mei Long looked back to the door with curiosity.
  
  Mei: “Who’s that?”
  
  Mei Long traveled to the wooden frame, twisting the handle as she opened the door from the inside.
  
  On the other side, AJ Styles stood in street clothes waiting for the door to open nearly completely before he spoke, taking a quick scan of the inside of the locker room to see if anyone was there.
  
  AJ Styles: Hey, do you have a few minutes?
  
  Mei Long greeted A.J. Styles with a warm grin, still expressing her gratitude towards the situation from Primetime, but in a non-spoken manner.
  
  Mei: "Oh...sure. Come on in."
  
  AJ Styles: Thanks.
  
  Mei directed A.J. Styles inside of her locker room before closing the door behind them. She wondered what he would want to see her for. Nonetheless, Mei Long had enough time and willingness to hear from him, as well as communicate herself. It was a matter of time before A.J.'s golden answer was guaranteed to expose itself.
  
  Mei: "How are you?"
  
  AJ Styles: Good, thanks. Look, I just wanted to apologize if things got awkward last time we talked. I figure you probably had enough weirdness for one night.
  
  He smiles, as it felt good to finally get the apology off his chest since he'd been meaning to say something since that night. He could sense there was a slight awkwardness in the room, which he had noticed the last time he and Mei had spoken also, almost as if one--if not both--of them had been holding something back.
  
  AJ Styles: Also, I wanted to wish you luck in your match.
  
  He wasn't sure if she had been uncomfortable at all, but decided to add the final comment to ease any tensions and keep things on friendly terms in addition to genuinely hoping she won tonight.
  
  Mei: "Oh, thank you. That does mean a lot to me."
  
  Mei Long gave a warm spirit towards A.J. Styles term of endearment. In response, she walked closer to A.J. Styles with a smile on her face, leaning to hug him. Her arms wrapped around the back of his neck, and letting out a sigh through her nostrils. In response, A.J. wrapped his arms around her waist. Their friendly connection lasted for several seconds, before Mei Long finally separated from him. Still at close distance between one another, their eyes met and AJ smiled as she spoke.
  
  Mei: "I would like to say "Pomaika`i" to you as well in your upcoming match for the heavyweight championship."
  
  AJ Styles: Thank you very much.
  
  He was very happy he had decided to come talk to Mei, but his happiness was short lived. Just as he opened his mouth to begin his next thought, he was interrupted by a loud pounding knock on the door before the handle turned and opened. AJ spun around to face the entrance, extending an arm out to protect Mei Long from the intruder. Mei Long stood behind him with confusion in her eyes. Who was this individual barging through the locker room like a bull?
  
  A.J.'s face contorted into a look of confusion realizing this intruder was his own wife, Wendy, standing with a furious look on her face, her arms folded, her weight shifted to one side as she takes in the scene before her. AJ is completely in shock at his wife's appearance, not to mention her state of mind as a look of concern spread over his face. He stepped closer to try and console his wife reaching out to put his arm around her. She immediately took a step back away not allowing him to touch her. AJ is hurt by her reaction, as he tries to find the words to say.
  
  AJ Styles: Baby, wh--
  
  She cuts him off with a scoff.
  
  Mei Long gave glares to the dysfunctional couple in front of her.
  
  Wendy: Really, AJ? You think that I'm going to sit at home and wait for you while you take advantage of being alone on the road?
  
  AJ is completely confused, as evidenced by his lack of response for a moment. His mouth drops open for a moment, before he replies.
  
  AJ Styles: Wait, what? Taking advantage of--I'm not taking advantage of anything. I think you have things turned around. I don't know what happened or what you were told, but can we please discuss this somewhere else?
  
  Wendy looks around AJ, giving Mei the once over before her gaze returns to AJ.
  
  Wendy: No, Allen, there's nothing to discuss. I came here to see with my own eyes. I needed to prove it to myself before I gave you these.
  
  She pulls some folded up papers out of her purse, and shoved them into AJ's chest.
  
  AJ Styles: What the hell? Are these--No.
  
  He unfolds the paperwork, skimming it with his eyes before looking up to Wendy once more in disbelief.
  
  Wendy: I filed for divorce several months ago, AJ. It's over and this is the paper to show that it went through.
  
  AJ doesn't know whether to be hurt, angry, embarrassed or a combination of everything. He hadn't gotten any indication from her that anything was wrong in their marriage before she dropped this bombshell on him the night that he finally had a shot at the GZWA Heavyweight Championship, which of course was the furthest thing from his mind at the moment. He can only stand there in complete and utter disbelief at what just happened. He turns to Mei with an apologetic look on his face.
  
  AJ Styles: I'm sorry for what happened here, Mei.
  
  Mei: It's okay, A.J.
  
  He gazes back at Wendy, a distant look in his eyes.
  
  AJ Styles: Excuse me.
  
  He walks past her, deep in thought, hurt and confused. He opens the locker room door and steps through into the hallway. After a moment, Wendy steps out too as they share an uncomfortable silence. Meanwhile, Mei took several steps closer to the door to eavesdrop. Her sense of worriment about A.J. was beginning to kick in.
  
  Wendy: I'm sorry that I interrupted you and your girlfriend before your matches.
  
  Her tone was snotty and rude, and it took AJ everything he had to not to remain true to his Christian values and not say something he'd regret.
  
  AJ Styles: She's not my girlfriend, Wendy. I told you about what happened on Primetime, and I came to her locker room tonight to wish her luck before her match.
  
  Wendy: I don't care what you want to call her. This has been going on too long, Allen. All of it. You've always said it was God first and family second, right? Apparently, this family is more important to you. Do you remember four months ago?
  
  AJ Styles: Four months ago, of course, that was May.
  
  She crossed her arms as she looked AJ in the eyes.
  
  Wendy: And what happened in May?
  
  AJ Styles: A lot of things, Wendy. I came home for a few days for Ajay's birthday and Devils May Cry...Those are the big ones. What the hell are you getting at?
  
  Wendy: Do you remember what you were doing at our son's birthday party? You were booking a flight in the garage with the Television Championship wrapped around your waist. Does that give you an idea where your priorities lie?
  
  AJ buries his head in his hands for a split second before looking up, knowing she was twisting the situation around.
  
  AJ Styles: I was booking a flight to New Jersey for Devils May Cry, you know that, and I specifically told you that I asked Xion Zeros to allow me to bring that belt home before the event. Ajay had been begging me to come home with a championship since he learned what one was because he wanted to show all of his friends.
  
  He pauses.
  
  AJ Styles: I thought you weren't planning to be at Slammiversary? I remember I even asked--
  
  Wendy: You told me that your phone wasn't working properly and to call Chris if I needed to get in touch with you. Then, I get the same message again tonight. I called and he said he had no idea where you were...
  
  AJ pulls out his phone, trying to remember when he said that. As if waiting on cue, The Fallen Angel, Christopher Daniels walks in between the two of them smiling.
  
  Christopher Daniels: Actually, now that I think about it, I used your phone after Primetime to text Wendy. Told her to call me if she needs anything and uh, I may have let it slip that I saw Mei Long in your locker room. I just thought I'd clear up the confusion.
  
  Daniels starts walking away, as AJ can't take anymore and lunges at him, knocking him to the ground face first and begins hammering him with punches. Daniels tries to protect his face with his hands, but a few fists still connect. A few backstage workers have caught on to what was happening, as several can be seen trying to separate the two and forcing Daniels to exit the area. Wendy looks on and shakes her head as her eyes meet AJ's before she turns away from him and starts walking in the opposite direction. AJ calls her name a couple of times, but she ignores him and walks out of the arena. AJ is left standing alone and completely devastated for a few moments before he sighs heavily and turns around heading back to his locker room.
  
  The locker room door opened from the inside from where he had stood, revealing Mei Long as she peeked from the frame, watching A.J. from behind. She give out one last sigh, while her lips pouted forwards.
  
  Mei: A.J., oh A.J......
  
  Mei Long made her last statement before slipping back into her locker room to prepare for her Pay-Per-View match.
  
  

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• GZWA Women’s Championship - Queen of the Mountain Match - “The Glamazon” Beth Phoenix (champion) vs. “The Beautiful Dragon” Mei Long vs. “The Only Diva That Matters” Layla vs. “The Ultimate Vixen” Raven vs. Anya Petrova vs. April Lee
  
  Madusa and Natalya Neidhart accompany The Glamazon to the ring as her challengers await her arrival. Referee Jacqueline Moore takes the championship from Beth Phoenix before signaling for the opening bell to start the match. Half the Divas charge the Glamazon, the other half make a stand against Mother Russia herself, Anya Petrova.
  
  A double axe handle to the back of the head by Mei Long staggers Anya long enough for Mei Long and Raven to Irish whip her into the corner. Mei Long drops down on all-fours as Raven uses her as a step for elevation on a flying forearm into the corner. Anya counters with an explosive chokeslam from the corner, dropping Raven on top of Mei’s spine with authority.
  
  At the same time, Layla drops her ploy as April Lee’s ally against the Glamazon and drags her to canvas with a Hair-Pull Backbreaker. Before Layla could give herself a pat on the back, Beth levels her to the canvas with a vicious clothesline. Before Layla could question her actions, she knew she would do the same in her position - the champion’s shoes. Layla didn’t want it any other way. Beth dragged her to her feet by the hair, only for Layla to answer with a jawbreaker to stun The Glamazon. Quickly rising to her feet, Layla sends Beth reeling into the corner with a Front Dropkick. April is quick to follow up with a Shining Wizard into the corner - or so she thought - as The Glamazon counters with a Snake Eyes, dropping her on the turnbuckle behind her instead. Layla greets Beth again with a Bombshell (Roundhouse Kick) but Beth blocks the kick and shoves her into the corner head-first into April’s abdomen.
  
  With both Divas out of it in the corner, Natalya stands on the steel steps and holds April in place by the arms from the ring apron while Madusa does the same, holding the arms of Layla in place. Beth Phoenix motions to charge the corner by storm, but she dodges out of the way of the incoming Anya Petrova charging into the corner with Stinger Splash of her own into the chest of April Lee. Beth Phoenix goes low, connecting with running knee lift to the face of Layla below her.
  
  Surveying the destruction at their wake, Beth and Anya look at the bodies of the other Divas littered around the ring. Out of respect, the two powerhouses lock up in the middle of the ring. Anya and Beth’s power reaches a stalemate. Using all of her strength, The Glamazon shoves Anya across the ring in an impressive display of power. Anya doesn’t take this lightly as she’s not impressed in the least. She springs back up to her feet, charging for The Glamazon with decapitation clothesline, only for Beth Phoenix to duck underneath the swing, underhook her arms behind her in preparation for the Glam Slam.
  
  The Carter: No freakin’ way.
  Francine: I’m thinkin’ yes way - for Anya.
  
  Francine’s words prove to be true as Anya charges back into the corner post, smashing Beth Phoenix’s back into the unforgiving steel. Before Beth has a chance to recover, Anya spins around with a leaping enzuigiri to the side of The Glamazon’s skull. Beth stumbles out from the corner and drops in front of Anya on her knees. Anya smirks with a devilish grin as she pulls Beth into position and unleashes the Dasvidanya (Jacknife Powerbomb). Upon impact, Anya pins Beth to the canvas with her shoulders on down the canvas.
  
  One...
  Two...
  Three!!
  
  Anya Petrova is the first Diva in this match to become eligible to hang the championship gold to win the match. While Beth Phoenix is throwing a temper tantrum at ringside before being ushered into the penalty box, the other Divas gang up on Anya.
  
  Prof. X: I didn’t think that Beth Phoenix would be the first one to be in that penalty box.
  Francine: Not me, I’ve got all of my chips on Mother Russia to win this thing.
  The Carter: Nah, I’m not cheering for Red She-Hulk. Raven’s got something for her in her bag of tricks.
  Francine: Keep on dreaming.
  
  Anya climbs out to ringside and grabs one of the ladders and levels the incoming Natalya and Madusa as they looked to slow her advance to the ring. Where they failed to stop the infamous Mother Russia, April Lee and Mei Long answer the call with dual Missile Dropkicks from the top rope, knocking the ladder into Anya’s face. The blow only manages to stun Anya but Raven remedies that dilemma with a suicide dive through the ropes, spearing Anya onto the unforgiving concrete. Screaming in delight and hype over toppling this female powerhouse, Raven runs her fingers through her crimson hair, stalking her prey as she’s slow to rise. Raven’s loaded with a bullet loaded in the barrel for the Bitch Kick (Chick Kick) and goes for the kill. Anya catches her foot to counter - but Raven is quick to adapt, nailing her with an enzuigiri instead. Again, Anya is dazed as she staggers up the entrance ramp disoriented with the Ultimate Vixen hot on her heels.
  
  Back at ringside, Layla connects with a baseball slide to the spine of Mei Long, causing her forehead to smash against the penalty box that The Glamazon is still serving her final minute within. April drags Layla out of the ring to ringside, smashing her head on the ring apron causing her to slump down to one knee. AJ quickly connects with a Shining Wizard - or so she thought - as Layla makes a desperate counter in the form of a spinebuster at ringside. Layla grins from ear to ear as April laid at her feet. She wastes no time rolling her into the ring. Mocking AJ, she motions for the patented Shining Wizard to the crowd’s dismay as AJ slowly rises to her feet. AJ digs into the depths of her craziness as she counters with an explosive powerbomb.
  
  Like Anya minutes prior, April pins Layla’s shoulders to the canvas. Just as Beth Phoenix is escaping the confines of the penalty box, Layla finds herself being locked inside instead.
  
  One...
  Two...
  Three!!
  
  Prof. X: For those of you keeping track, only Anya and April Lee are officially eligible to win this match.
  The Carter: Umm, you might want to add Miss Phoenix to that list.
  
  Just as Carter uttered those words, the enraged Glamazon had April rised overhead and slams her back to the canvas in the devastating Glam Slam. Rolling her over upon impact, Beth covers April.
  
  One...
  Two...
  Three!!
  
  As Layla and April Lee are confined together, the cameras catch up with the action of Raven and Anya at the top of the stage Anya is shown fighting back through Raven’s offense, grasping her around the throat in a two-handed choke before slamming her against the entrance set. Raven crawls to her feet as Anya charges in with a running forearm smash. Raven answers with a Raidus (MaTrish evasion) and spins around quickly, connecting with a Bitch Kick (Chick Kick). This is enough to cause Anya to lose her balance and fall of the edge of the stage through the several equipment tables below. Raven cockily dusts her hands off before setting off towards the ring, limping and holding her back.
  
  The Carter: So what were you saying about Mother Russia winning this? Raven just sunk that ship.
  Francine: Shuddup, Carter. This isn’t over until the fat lady sings.
  
  Back in the ring, Madusa and Natalya slides the ladder into the ring to help ensure that the Glamazon retains the GZWA Women’s Championship here tonight. Referee Jacqueline Moore holds the title firmly as Madusa walks over and snatches it out of her grasp before handing it to Beth Phoenix. Beth Phoenix waves to her allies as she is mere seconds from making history by winning the first ever Queen of the Mountain Match in GZWA. Those dreams are shattered as the Beautiful Dragon springboards herself into the ring and up to the top of ladder with Beth Phoenix. Mei holds onto the chain suspended above the ring and before the Glamazon could mount an offensive, she drags her down below and out of the ring with a modified Hurracanrana. The Glamazon’s body flies out of the ring, but she’s caught safely by Natalya and Madusa at ringside. Mei Long greets the party at ringside with springboard Shooting Star Press out of the ring and into the unsuspecting Natalya, Madusa, and Beth Phoenix below.
  
  Chants of “This is awesome!” fill the air while April Lee and Layla are released from the penalty box. The returning Raven and Mei Long exchange blows in the ring with Mei gaining the upper hand with an elbow smash to the jaw of Raven, allowing her to Irish whip her into the ropes. Rae reverses the whip and sends Mei into the ropes instead. Mei races back on the rebound with Rae greeting her with a WooHoo (Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker). Rae dusts her hands off in a cocky manner before being clocked with a Bombshell (Spinning Roundhouse Kick) from Layla. Layla rolls her over and quickly covers her.
  
  One...
  Two...
  Three!!
  
  Prof. X: Layla joins Anya, April Lee, and Beth Phoenix in being eligible for securing this title.
  Francine: Looks like Baby Rae doesn’t want to go into time-out.
  
  Raven is kicking and screaming with the officials, refusing to go into the penalty box. She’s suddenly sent into the box by force as the revived Mother Russia connects with a running forearm smash to the back of her head. With her down, forcefully pulls her back up and into a powerbomb position before sending her into the penalty box with a running powerbomb with such force that it almost topples the box over. Referee Jacqueline Moore secures and locks the cage as April Lee and Beth Phoenix race to bring more ladders into the match. Raven’s outbursts are heard at ringside as the match continues. Anya teases her by shaking the cage before focusing her efforts back on the match at hand.
  
  Inside the ring, Layla is enduring the offense from the Beautiful Dragon before launched into the ropes. Layla holds onto the ropes to stop her momentum and kick the incoming Mei Long and into the clutches of the Glamazon. Beth Phoenix elevates her overhead in a Glam Slam, but Mei Long counters with a Sunset Flip pin. The champion counters with a rake to the eyes before rolling out of the pinning position and into powerbomb position. The Glamazon is sick of being taken lightly in this match-up and sends Mei Long soaring through the air and into the turnbuckle with a running Powerbomb. Mei Long slumps to the bottom buckle as Layla adds in a running facewash for good measure before the Glamazon and Layla notice April Lee racing up the ladder with the title in hand, ready to hang it up to win the match. Layla races up the ladder to stop her, but with April using the championship as a whip to keep Layla from getting up to the top, hinders any and all progress to the top of the ladder. Layla’s distraction bought Beth enough time to attack AJ from behind as she leapt off the top rope with a diving double axe handle to AJ’s spine. This causes her to double over on the top of the ladder and drop the gold. Layla races to the top of the ladder and executes a modified variation of The Layout (Hangman’s Neckbreaker) that takes both of them out as they crashed to the canvas.
  
  Not caring in the least for Layla’s well-being, Beth has already secured the title and climbs the ladder. Anya is hot on the Glamazon’s trail, quickly racing with her to the top. What both Divas forgotten was Mei Long as she walks across the ring apron before slingshotting herself back into the action with a Missile Dropkick that knocks the ladder over. Beth drops out of the ring, but she’s caught safely by Madusa and Natalya as Anya drops onto ring ropes. Anya’s greeted by an old friend upon landing - namely Raven, who executes a ring apron variation of her Bitch Kick (Chick Kick) that knocks Anya back into the ring. Anya stirs from the canvas but she’s struck with a Spinning Heel Kick from AJ. That blow only staggers Mother Russia as Raven follows up with a High Price (Edgecution). Again, Anya’s down but not out. April and Raven move out of the way as Mei Long comes down with a Diving Moonsault. Looking at each other all of the girls then dogpile on Anya.
  
  One...
  Two...
  Three!!
  
  Prof. X: All Divas are now eligible to win this match. It’s anyone’s ball game now.
  Francine: My money’s still on Anya to take it home.
  The Carter: Oh yeah? Think again...
  
  Raven is shown pulling one of the smaller ladders out from underneath the ring. She then wedged it between the penalty box door and the corner post, trapping Anya Petrova inside. She’s shown pounding on the door but it’s not budging at all while Raven laughs loudly. Natalya, Beth, and Madusa attack Raven from behind to ruin her fun as April and Mei shock and awe with double diving cross bodies from the top rope to everyone at ringside. Beth Phoenix moved out of the way at the last second only to notice Layla racing up the ladder with the gold over her shoulder. Beth slides into the ring and up to pursue Layla. Layla greets her by slamming Beth’s face on the top of the ladder. Layla’s a bit too short to reach the top so she climbs over Beth’s shoulders to attempt to hang the title. Her fingers are inches away from hanging up the title when Beth tosses her off the top of the ladder with a Beth Valley Driver (Samoan Driver).
  
  Raven, April and Mei all slide back into the ring each setting up two more additional ladders as the trio race to hang up the gold. The trio battle over who is going to hang the gold begins at the top of the ladders as the Glamazon rejoins the action. April and Raven trade shots before April goes for a modified Shiranui but Raven shoves her off and down below. April crashes onto the ladder holding Anya, bending it in the process and allowing enough slack for Anya can escape her prison. Anya slides into the ring as Mei Long is hanging onto the ropes suspended above the ring to avoid Beth Phoenix’s wrath and swings away to another ladder. Forcing her efforts on Raven next to her, Beth slams her forehead on the ladder before executing a modified Russian Legsweep from the top of the ladder.
  
  In a bizarre turn of events, Anya catches them both mid-air on her shoulders in an impressive display of power before slamming them both face-first into the ladders with an Electric Chair Drop. The ladders drop down while Mei Long is suspended above the ring with one hand on the title while the other is on the ropes. Anya attempts to grab her feet but she pulls them up as she hooks her ankles around the ropes instead. Anya desperately tries to knock this gnat down by using the ladder like a flyswatter but it’s no use as Mei uses her free hands to hang the title to secure the win.
  
  WINNER: “The Beautiful Dragon” Mei Long (NEW GZWA Women’s Champion).
  
  
  

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• After the match. We switch backstage to Genesis' locker room. He had just finished lacing up his boots. Then grabbed the GZWA Television Championship off the top of his assigned locker for the evening. As soon as he went to put the title over his right shoulder. He hears a knock at the door. Instinctively, he thought it was Mariah. Since the two had spoken earlier on.
  
  Genesis: "Come on in babe!"
  
  Gen. said, with his back facing the door. He turns around to greet who he thought was Mariah. But instead, was greeted by a special someone from his past that he had not seen in a long time. A confused, yet friendly smirk came across his face. As he spoke.
  
  Genesis: "Hi... it's been a long time, hasn't it?
  
  As the camera switches to view this mystery person that brought out a different side of the Television Champion that many weren't accustomed to seeing or hearing, it shows a fierce pair of spiked Christian Louboutin's and as it rises a pair of well toned calves are shown. The camera picks up speed gradually as the cameraman can no longer keep this site to himself and obviously Genesis as well. The camera reveals "The Sexiest of Sexy" Maryse Ouellet standing there holding her pose with a seductive smile on her face and her eyebrow snatched upwards as she tilts her head to the side before playfully batting her eyes at Genesis.
  
  
  
  Maryse: "Bonjour, Mon Amour."
  
  The sound of Maryse's heels echo on the walls as she walks closer to Genesis. The seductive smirk on her face remains as she walks up to him and rubs her hands gently up and down his pectoral muscles careful to let her fingernails tease as she circles around Genesis careful to not break physical contact as she comes back around to face him.
  
  Maryse: "You have been busy since we saw each other last. You look good except one minor detail..."
  
  Maryse plays with the hair at the end of her ponytail and tilts her head as if she's deep in thought. Maryse takes her free hand and taps her nail at the corner of her mouth but chooses to end her thoughts with a sigh. She takes a seat across from him and crosses her legs.
  
  Maryse: "Anyway...how have you been Genesis? Surely you have missed me..yes?"
  
  Genesis: "Glad to see you haven't change a bit in over a year.
  
  Gen. said with a smile. As he gets up from his seat to walk over and grab his water bottle. Taking a quick sip of it. Before setting it down and continuing.
  
  Genesis: "First off, I wanna know just one thing. I want you to be straight up with me. Why did you leave me after our time in UFWA together?
  
  I mean, we both get released from our contracts. I end up having my final match with CM Punk that same night at a Pay-Per-View. I go back to the Palace and your gone. Your stuff is nowhere to be seen. I had to find out from the stupid butler that you left.
  
  Granted, if you left me for somebody else? Believe it or not. I could understand that. I'll admit, I'm probably not the best boyfriend material. Matter of fact, Mariah can tell you all about that one first hand.
  
  Next thing I know. I lose custody of Marcus to that witch of an ex-wife. So... as you can imagine. I've had a helluva year. Thankfully, I've rebounded here in GZWA, from a career standpoint anyhow."
  
  Genesis grabbed his TV title and sat down across from Maryse once again. As he shows her the belt.
  
  Genesis: "This right here? Is the only thing that has kept me from losing my mind. When I had nothing left. This business kept me alive. When I likely wouldn't be here right now.
  
  Genesis rests the TV title on his shoulder. As he finishes up to allow Maryse to get her thoughts in on the situation.
  
  Genesis: "So... now that we're both up-to-speed. Do you mind answering my question? You at least owe me that much, Maryse."
  
  Maryse takes in everything that Genesis just told her. The mention of his ex-wife getting custody of sweet little Marcus for no other reason than sheer spite bothered her. Maryse leans back in her chair and she agrees with Genesis, she does indeed owe him something but would she answer his question? Is this what she truly owed him?
  
  Maryse: "Owe you...perhaps..."
  
  Maryse gingerly bites her bottom lip and can see his eyes searching and pulling at the strings near her heart. He always knew how she ticked..he understood her.
  
  Maryse: "That night was not an easy night, we were both never really going anywhere there and it was hard to accept that no matter how hard I worked that I would never have a shot at winning championship gold. That is what it is all about and I was just tired. I needed to just go away and figure out what the problem was."
  
  Maryse inhales and exhales, and the rise and fall of her chest matching her breathing. She stands up and walks over to Genesis and sits down in his lap and runs her hands through hair.
  
  Maryse: "The past is the past, nothing good come from past. The point is, I am back now and as you can see, much better than ever."
  
  Maryse leans over and gently takes his chin and turns him into a quick peck on the lips before she lays on his shoulder and places her hand on his stomach, her fingers dangerously close to the top of his wrestling attire.
  
  Genesis smiled, as he licked his lips. Thinking, and taking in what Maryse had to say to him. He was now in an interesting predicament. On one hand. He still cared deeply and had feelings for Maryse. Yet... by the same token. There was Mariah. Whom, despite the rocky start. He had grown to become quite fond of her. Two distinctly different relationships, and at the end of the day? Somebody was going to get hurt in all this. Would it be him? Maryse? Mariah?
  
  At this point. Not even Genesis had the answer..
  
  Genesis: "You're right. 'The past is the past', Maryse. That's why it makes this situation so much tougher, for me especially. I mean, when you left me. I didn't know what to think. I mean, I felt that everything was just fine in our relationship. Than... when you left me. I had nothing or no one else to turn too. That's why I'm here. This place and the atmosphere around it. Kept my head on straight. Allowed me to keep my sanity without drowning my sorrows in booze or pills.
  
  Granted, we both can agree that things sucked back then. Well, from a professional standpoint anyways. But we still had each other... and that idiot Morrison to ride our coattails."
  
  They both shared a laugh. Thinking back to that moron. Who was more of a burden to the duo than a help.
  
  Genesis: "Bottom line, in well over a year. Things have changed. I'll admit... there's a part of me. A big part of me... that still cares and loves you. Always will, no matter what happens.
  
  But..."
  
  Genesis took a deep breath and exhaled. Not knowing exactly the type of reaction he was gonna get next for what he had to say. But it had to be said. He just couldn't hurt Mariah like this. The woman had been through enough as it is. Between the break-up with Xion, to Gen's own humiliation several months back. To the recent rivalry between her and Cheeka. Last thing she needed was potentially, the one and only person left by her side. Turn his back on her and go back to his old flame.
  
  However, in truth. Genesis was confused. At the end of the day. He loves both women. In different ways, and under different circumstances. He could relate with Maryse' devilish ways. Hell, the two were partners in crime and had there fun at the other federation. While on the other hand. With Mariah, she was straight up with him and always knew that he could be honest with her. And vice versa.
  
  As Gen. places his hand on Maryse's hand. He begins to tell her...
  
  Genesis: "Right now, as much as I do still love and care about you? At the same time. You have to respect my new relationship with MiMi. I can't hurt her by messing around on her on the side.
  
  I-I... I dunno what to do babe. Frankly? I'm torn. I'm really, really torn and it's starting to kill me on the inside. I mean, I tried everything to ignore it and shrug off all this. But I need some time... and some space."
  
  Genesis gets up to his feet. Forcing Maryse to get up as well off his lap.
  
  Genesis: "I hope you understand.. and can forgive me?"
  
  Maryse's lip pokes out with a slight pout, this was clearly not the answer she was expecting. Deep down she knew that this decision would be difficult and her planning of this moment down to the very color of the tips of her toe nails was worth it. She looks deep into his eyes before bending over and picking up her clutch purse. Maryse ensures to keep her body in complete control as she slowly rises and stands erect.
  
  Maryse: "Of course I understand and forgive you. You have other things on your mind. I respect you but allow me to explain to you something, you can be with me or be with someone who wants to be me, it will never be the same. I will respect your wishes for now and give you your space. I suppose I could find something else to do to occupy my time."
  
  Maryse blows a kiss at him and begins to walk away but stops before she reaches the door and turns around.
  
  Maryse: "Does she know all about us?"
  
  Maryse folds her arms across her chest with her eyebrow raised as she gently bobs her hear and smiles with her eyes.
  
  Genesis could sense that Maryse was slightly hurt. He hated to see her like this. He could tell that this decision was bothering her as much as it was him. Genesis walked up to Maryse and opened the door for her (like a gentlemen). As he answered her question.
  
  Genesis: "She may have an idea, but I don't think she really knows everything. I mean, when we spoke earlier. She hinted around, but never went into the situation. Ya know, she never asked or questioned me on anything."
  
  Gen. puts his title over his shoulder and starts to leave the room. Before he could leave. He stops dead in his tracks and looks at Maryse's disappointed face. It was then, maybe out of 'old habit'. Maybe he felt sorry for her for what he just said? Maybe it was his own emotions and feelings getting the best of him. But he made a bold move. As he tilted Maryse's head up to face him eye-to-eye. Looked at her pouty face and proceeded to kiss her on the lips. Maybe in a way. More passionately than the kiss he had shared earlier with Mariah. Eh... only for him to really know the answer to that one (laughs).
  
  Was it "Deja Vu" from earlier? In some ways, yes it was. But I guess he had to know if Maryse still cared about him? Or... if Genesis was just another chapter in her long, but illustrious cycle of relationships she's been in.
  
  After the passionate kiss. Genesis said one last thing, before leaving Maryse behind to ponder over what had just happened.
  
  Genesis: "Ya know... just for old time's sake. Wish me luck tonight."
  
  They both shared a smile and a laugh. As he left the room. Making a B-Line to the gorilla position. As his match-up was set to take place within' the next several minutes.
  
  Maryse traces her lips with her tongue after the kiss. She did indeed wish him luck in his match. She now knows he feels but there is a huge obstacle in her path and that is MiMi. Knowing Genesis would never be open to the two publicly brawling and screaming, she had to do something to get to Mariah...but what? Maryse's heels click down the hallway and the sound echoes off the walls. Could this be a sign of things to come? Suddenly she smiles and makes her way towards the Divas area as the cameras are diverted elsewhere.
  
  

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• No Strings Attached - “Showstoppin’ Senorita” Mariah vs. Katrina Mendoza - Special Referee: “The Bloody Mary” Kat
  
  A reluctant Katie Matthews walks down to the ring wearing a referee shirt as she still can’t believe that she has to act as the official for this grudge match between two women turned enemies that she both considers her close friends.
  
  After both Divas arrive to the ring the time for pleasantries were nowhere to be found, as upon entry Mariah shoves Kat out of the way and charges straight for Cheeka. She connects with a spear to the mid-section and tackling her to the canvas before adding a few punches to Chee’s face as Kat signals for the bell to officially start this match. Cheeka sits up in seated position as Mariah delivers a stiff soccerball kick to her spine, followed by another, and another. Mariah leaps over Chee’s shoulders, rebounding with a low dropkick to her face that sends Cheeka back flat on her spine again. Mariah wastes no time following up with a handspring moonsault to the grounded Latina Loca. Cheeka defends with her knees up, finally granting herself the opportunity to get some offense in this match. Chee drags Mariah up by her violet-colored hair and sends her back to the canvas with a Russian Leg Sweep. Kicking Mariah in the abdomen grants her a rather loud chorus of boo’s from the live crowd as Kat begs her, “Katrina...stop.” Laughing loudly, Chee retorts, “Baby, I’m only getting started!”.
  
  Crawling on all-fours, Mariah pushes herself off the canvas, only for Cheeka to greet her with a dropkick to the side of her face. Stepping out to ringside, Cheeka shoves Zoey Valentine from the chair and takes her chair and slides back into the ring. Sliding the chair underneath Mariah’s chin, Cheeka pulls her off of the canvas with her arms wrenched behind her before Curb Stomping her face back to the steel chair. Fortunately, Kat pulled the steel chair away at the last second and tosses it out of the ring, shouting "No!" at her. This causes Chee to get in Kat’s face, silently warning her to stay out of this and just call the match, to which Kat simply lowers her head and looks away as the match goes on.
  
  Francine: Why is she getting involved? Mariah and Cheeka both agreed to the use of weapons in this contest.
  The Carter: Have a heart, dontcha? It has to be hell for her seeing her friends at ends like this.
  Prof. X: Any real friend wouldn’t want to see them get hurt either.
  
  Turning back to Mariah, Chee’s pulled down into a Small Package after Mariah sprung her possum-like trap. Kat slides into position to make the call.
  
  One....
  Two...
  NO!!
  
  Mariah looks up to Kat arguing the count. It’s obvious that Kat doesn’t want to be here at all - especially calling this match between her two friends. Chee is quick to rise to her feet, pulling Mariah into a hair-pull backbreaker before springboarding from the nearby ropes with a Lionsault. Mariah rolls out of the way as Chee lands on her feet like an agile cat behind the evading Mariah and drives her to the canvas with an Exploder suplex. Striking again as Mariah rises back to her feet, Cheeka charges in with Shining Wizard but Mariah counters with an Snake Eyes, dropping her onto the ropes. With Cheeka disoriented, Mariah capitalizes with a Vision of Love (Testdrive). Again, Mariah goes for a pin.
  
  One...
  Two...
  Thr--NO!!
  
  Cheeka gets the shoulder up as it’s obvious that the frustration is beginning to settle in. Mariah beckons Cheeka to stand up as she stomps her foot in preparation for the Heartbreaker (Sweet Chin Music). Cheeka rises groggily but catches Mariah’s foot in motion and spins it back around before planting her on foot into Mariah’s jaw with her own Super Kick. Mariah staggers backwards and drops onto the ropes behind her body draped over the middle rope. Cheeka motions for the 187 (619) but dives through the ropes before standing on the outside strangling Mariah on the ropes. Kat gives the illegal hold count as Cheeka holds on until the count of 4 before releasing Mariah. Cheeka backs off innocently before picking up and smashing the steel chair that was discarded out of the ring earlier square into the Showstoppin’ Senorita’s face. Mariah falls back flat onto the canvas as Cheeka is all grins as she climbs back into with the steel chair in hand. She sets it up in the middle of the ring, hits the ropes before stepping up the chair to leap onto the opposite ropes and springboards off with a Triple Jump Moonsault (Sabu-style). Cheeka hooks her leg and counts with Kat as she makes the pin count.
  
  One...
  Two...
  NO!!
  
  Chee shook her head in disgust before transitioning into an application of the Kamasutra (Koji Clutch). Mariah is in hell - literally - from the pain of the hold. Kat watches Mariah for any signs of submitting to the hold. Mariah tries to break free but Cheeka smashes her heel into Mariah’s forehead before wrenching the hold tighter. Sliding closer and closer to the ropes, Mariah’s fingers are mere inches away from reaching the ropes, but Cheeka wrenches tighter with viciousness in her application, pulling Mariah’s head back slightly, causing her arm to pull back away from the ropes. Kat calls for a rope break as Mariah managed to slide her foot onto the bottom rope. Cheeka’s not listening as she continues to keep the hold locked. Kat eventually screams "KATRINA STOP!" in her ears to make Chee break it.
  
  Shoving Kat out of the way, Chee continues her offense by targeting the possibly damaged neck of the Showstoppin’ Senorita. Cheeka drags her to her feet and into a piledriver position.
  
  Prof. X: Kat has to stop this, Chee’s going to paralyze Mariah!
  
  Mariah counters with an unorthodox handstand-style hurracanrana, and grants herself the moment to recover as needed. Cheeka rises to her feet and Mariah shook off the cobwebs in time to connect with the Sweetest Day (Scotty 2 Hotty Facebuster) onto the steel chair still set up in the middle of the ring. Cheeka rolls around the canvas at the damage dealt, holding her face as blood runs down her forehead from a freshly opened wound above her eye. Laughing as she looks at her blood-covered hand, Cheeka sits up from the canvas on all fours. Mariah’s ready to end this and connects with a 2 Hot For TV (Booker T Scissor Kick) but Cheeka motions out of the way. She strikes her in the spine with a forearm shot before reeling the Showstoppin’ Senorita into the Hasta La Vista (Gringo Villa/Vertebreaker). To everyone’s horror watching, Cheeka drops Mariah square onto the already-warped remains of the chair used moments prior.
  
  Prof. X: It’s over, dammit. Someone call the paramedics out here.
  
  Cheeka shouts to Kat with a deranged look on her face to make the count as she covers Mariah’s body.
  
  One...
  Two...
  
  Kat hesitates. Cheeka shouts, “COUNT IT BITCH!!” Kat lowers the hand for the three count...
  
  NO!!!
  
  Mariah rolls the shoulder up. Cheeka looks in disbelief as she shoves Kat to the canvas for her hesitation, with the young girl simply crawling to the corner sadly. Mariah rolls out of the ring to recuperate, holding her neck. She leans against the barricade as the screaming fans urge her on in this contest. Cheeka stalks her prey as she slides out of the ring and comes from the opposite direction, charging in with running arched big boot. Mariah motions out of the way, causing Cheeka’s leg to get hung up on the barricade, narrowly hitting a fan on the front row. Mariah capitalizes with modified neckbreaker to the unforgiving ringside floor. Climbing up to the ring apron, Mariah springboards from the ropes down to the waking Cheeka with a moonsault. The Latina Loca kips up to her feet, catching her on her shoulders and counters with a Pumphandle Slam on the ringside floor. A gasp of pain escapes Mariah’s lips upon impact as Cheeka smirks widely before turning back to Kat in the ring, ordering her not to continue the ring out count. Wiping some of the crimson mask off onto her arm, Cheeka stalks Mariah as she struggled to her feet. Looking to her arm before charging towards her, Cheeka strikes with a running lariat -- but Mariah counters with an explosive counter, in the form of the Thanks 4 Nothin’ (Go To Sleep). But instead of kicking her in the face after dropping her, Mariah modifies it by dropping her onto the barricade face-first.
  
  Mariah rolls Cheeka back into the ring and flips into the ring with a Tope Atomico on top of Cheeka’s body before rolling over her for the pin.
  
  One...
  Two...
  
  Again, Kat hesitates. Mariah breaks the pin to ask her what’s wrong. Kat exclaims, “Why are you both doing this...”
  
  Mariah firmly states, “Just call this match like a professional and it’ll be over... VERY soon.”
  
  Mariah stomps down back at the grounded Chee, but she returns the favor of playing possum that Mariah played on her earlier in this match up. Chee drops toe holds her onto the nearby ropes before returning to her feet. Cheeka hits the ropes and hits the 187 (619) to the Showstoppin’ Senorita. Cheeka springboards from the ring ropes afterwards and hits a Cheekacanrana that swings Mariah onto the adjacent ropes for yet another 187. Cheeka springboards back into the ring with a Missile Dropkick. Mariah kips up to her feet with a shot left in the barrel, connecting with a point-blank Heartbreaker (Sweet Chin Music), knocking Cheeka out of the air.
  
  That move took everything left in the tank that Mariah had left as her and Cheeka are down and out of it. Kat looks at both unconscious girls dropping to her knees and holding her head. Both Divas struggle to their feet before exchanging blows. Mariah starts with a knife edge chop to the chest while Cheeka answers with a stiff slap to the face. Mariah retorts with a knee to the mid-section while Cheeka answers with a headbutt. Mariah staggers back from the blow before Cheeka reels her back in by the wrist and connects with a short-range lariat. Mariah’s slow to rise but answers with a jawbreaker as Cheeka attempted to continue her offense. Cheeka drops to her knees as Mariah reeled her into a powerbomb position. She raised the Latina Loca overhead, only for Chee to counter with a Cheekacanrana (Hurracanrana) that swings Mariah onto the ropes, setting her up for the 187 (619) once more. Chee swings through the ropes with the 187 but Mariah counters by dragging her back through the ropes and slinging her across the ring with a dragon screw. Mariah races for the waking Cheeka on the prowl but leapfrogs over her body, only to springboard from the nearby ropes with a Spinning Roundhouse Kick (John Morrison’s Flying Chuck). Cheeka narrowly misses the margin and counters with a Gringo Cutter (RKO) as Mariah’s landing. Mariah shoves her into the ropes to counter, capitalizing with a Tiger Suplex - or so she thought as Cheeka held onto the ropes firmly to stop her momentum. Mariah rolls back and springs back up to her feet and right into the line of fire of Cheeka’s incoming Super Kick. Mariah makes a veteran move of rolling out of the way and responding with a Heartbreaker of her own but Cheeka pulls out a trump card -- and drags Kat in the line of fire to take the kick.
  
  Mariah’s concern goes for her friend and former student while Cheeka looks to end this. Cheeka takes the already warped steel chair from the canvas and walks over to Mariah as she tends to Kat. Mariah looks Cheeka in the eyes with disgust for sinking this low in this contest. Cheeka only smiles before hammering her with a chair shot in the gut before hammering it again over Mariah’s spine. Mariah’s body drops the canvas but Cheeka’s reign of terror hasn’t ended here. She looks at Kat starting to wake up and readies the chair for another swing. Mariah dives over and covers her body over Kat’s as she towered over her on all-fours, protecting her children like a mother should. Cheeka instantly snaps at Mariah’s motherly instincts and violently hammers the steel chair over her spine repeatedly while Kat watches in horror at Mariah’s noble deed. Kat desperately crawls out of the way after Cheeka brings down the the chair a final time, causing Mariah to double over in pain.
  
  Like earlier in the match, Cheeka slides the chair underneath Mariah’s chin and orders Kat to watch as Cheeka delivers not one but two Curb Stomps onto the chair before rolling her over.
  
  Cheeka: Mami’s going to bed. Now go ahead and count.
  
  Kat couldn’t believe what she had just witnessed. She always questioned Mariah’s resolve as her mentor and teacher, but never thought that she would go to these lengths to protect her. Even the same goes for Cheeka, the woman she’s considered a companion and lover has transformed into a monster right before her very eyes.
  
  She looks at Cheeka with intense hatred and tears in her eyes and hesistates, but as the acting official of this match, she has no choice but to make the count.
  
  One...
  Two...
  Three!!
  
  WINNER: Cheeka.
  
  
  

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[Xion Zeros]

• The Masked Man is roaming the halls of GZWA taking in the sights as Sheena Marie notices him and starts to walk toward. The Masked Man stops midway down the hallway and sees a poster for the Slammiversary PPV and starts rubbing under his mask.
  
  The Masked Man: That is very interesting.
  
  Sheena Marie walks up to The Masked Man very timid not knowing exactly what to expect from this guy. She taps his shoulder to get his attention.
  
  Sheena Marie: Excuse me, sir.....
  
  The Masked Man slowly looks around then notices Sheena Marie standing beside him. He walks around her probably checking her out. He stops in front of her and replys softly.
  
  The Masked Man: Yes. What can I do for you?
  
  Sheena Marie answers with a little fright in her voice.
  
  Sheena Marie: D..d..d..o you mind if I interview you Mister....?
  
  The Masked Man looks at Sheena and nods his head.
  
  The Masked Man: Yes you can sweet mama. What do you want to know?
  
  Sheena Marie: Well for starters, what is your name?
  
  The Masked Man puts his finger up and wiggles it in a no signal.
  
  The Masked Man: You are a clever one but I will not divulge my name at this point in time. You can just call me Mask if you wish.
  
  Sheena Marie slowly nods her head as she shrugs her shoulders.
  
  Sheena Marie: Fair enough. So Mask, what is it you are looking to do here in GZWA? What are your goals?
  
  The Masked Man: Sheena, it's not about my goals are not important. What is important is that everyone is ready for when he gets here. Then and only then will everything be made clear for everyone.
  
  Sheena seems confused by that.
  
  Sheena Marie: You just said "when he gets here." Who is he? Who are you talking about Mask?
  
  The Masked Man: I'm talking about the man who can turn GZWA upside down Sheena Marie. He should be feared by everyone. Don't worry. You won't meet him at the moment. You still have me to deal with and I'll be here for a while.
  
  Sheena Marie: What is your purpose Mask? Are you like the forerunner for this guy? Why are you at Slammiversary?
  
  The Masked Man: Yes, I am the forerunner and my purpose is to warn those in his sights. Why am I at Slammiversary? I've been giving the green light to give a physical warning to some people in the sights of the man. Now..if you don't mind...I have something to do...
  
  He walks away from Sheena as the cameras pan towards the wall he was standing at as a giant circle is drawn around the faces of Genesis and Christopher Daniels with The FLA I blank blank N is right next to the circle. Cameras then pan back to Sheena is more confused then ever as the scene fades back into the arena.
  
  

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• GZWA Television Championship - King of the Mountain Match - “King of Controversy” Genesis (champion) vs. “Dashing” Cody Rhodes (w/ April Lee) vs. "The Fallen Angel" Christopher Daniels vs. "Hot Rod" Rodney Brooks (w/ Calamity Brooks) vs. "The Parental Warning" Dean Maddoxxx (w/ CM Punk)
  
  Prof. X: What was that about? I think Mr. Zeros was talking about that strange individual when he didn't trust anyone around here.
  Francine: The inmates are always loose in this asylum. Hell, Cox, we're working with ring leader now.
  The Carter: Flattery will get you nowhere, Franny.
  Prof. X: Up next we have the King of the Mountain match for the TV title. Genesis will be defending his title in this very same match that we saw Beth Phoenix lose the Women's Championship in a few minutes prior.
  Francine: I hope Genesis said his prayers before this one. I wouldn't worry about the competition here, but more about what's Mariah going to do after she finds out that he kissed Maryse tonight.
  The Carter: Don't be hatin' Franny. Pimpin' ain't easy.
  Francine: Like you would know...
  Prof. X: In a bizarre turn of events, I'm told part of CM Punk's contract allows him to come out here with a live microphone and 'coach' Maddoxxx in his matches.
  Francine: That should be a treat.
  
  As soon as the King of the Mountain Match begins, CM Punk climbs up to the apron, waving to Maddoxxx, he moves to the end of the ring and leans over the ropes, listening to CM Punk. Hesitant to do anything, Brooks just leans back in his corner, full of himself, he completely ignores everything.
  
  CM Punk: Look at your competition here, or rather the lack of. This is going to be cakewalk, you got this in the bag. The sooner you get done here, the sooner we can leave here and pre-order that shiny new copy of WWE '13 with my pretty face on it. Yeah, Z doesn't want me to mention that other company, but a bit of advertising helps pays the bills around here.
  
  The fighting champion that Genesis is, isn't having any of it, he rushes over towards Dean and Punk, grabbing Dean's hair, tugging him away from Punk. Before he can get too far away, Punk begins talking trash to Genesis, who, unable to ignore it, releases Dean and charges towards Punk, who hops off the apron before Genesis can get to him.
  
  CM Punk: Yeah, Genesis, come at me for that instant gratification that you won't be getting from Maryse nor MiMi tonight after you lose that belt. We both know those girls wouldn't even be talking to you if you weren't champion.
  
  Quick to react, Maddoxxx rushes back towards Genesis, and rolls him over, pulling on his tight, as well as putting his feet on the middle rope. The ref instantly drops to his knees and begins counting, for the 3 right off the bat, and Genesis is forced to enter the Penalty Box for 3 minutes.
  
  CM Punk: What did I tell you folks? I'm the best damn thing to happen to wrestling period, Deaner's the best in training, and everyone else? They are just a slight mark above that title of Worst In The World that Mr. Genesis is wearing the patriotic colors of tonight.
  
  A LOUD smug, CM Punk, smacks the apron and taunts Genesis, tapping his temple as if he out smarted Genesis. With the rest of the superstars watching on, all grin confidently knowing the champion is in the box for 3 minutes. Genesis, willingly slides off the ring, walks past Punk with a devious grin of his own, he enters the Penalty Box, and now the real action begins.
  
  Not a moment too soon, Daniels moves cautiously to Cody's corner, holding his hands up in peace, he attempts to form a temporary alliance. Cody nods in agreement right away, as they point to Maddoxxx and Rodney Brookes. Zero hesitation from Maddoxxx, he throws his hands in the air, and steps out of the ring, pointing to Brookes and just nodding with confidence.
  
  Both Daniels and Cody shrug and stare at Rodney, who's seemingly ready. On the outside of the ring, Maddoxxx and Punk walk around the ring, towards the penalty box, and they start to taunt Genesis, staring up at the stopclock, getting more and more obnoxious as the clock begins to tick more and more.
  
  CM Punk: What's an average date with Mariah like for you? You do her laundry and iron her clothes while she thinks about touching you? Then she remembers that you're in a committed relationship with Double S and let's you two just stay being just friends.
  
  It has to be hard to let Maryse go... only to watch her walk into the arms of that bozo from MTV's Real World. Or wasn't it John Morrison? No that can't be right... I'm pretty sure everyone had a turn at that door knob of a airhead.
  
  Sure, I like crazy chicks -- but even I won't date a dumb fuck.
  
  While the action in the ring as took a turn, the alliance between Cody and Daniels broke into a three way fight, with Cody gaining the upper hand on Daniels, even hitting him with a Beautiful Disaster. With Daniels out of it, Rodney looks around the ring, and spots Maddoxx and Punk trashing Genesis, he grabs Cody and whips him out of the ring, falling over Daniels.
  
  Maddoxxx's attention shifts to the tron, seeing Cody out of the ring, and Brooks going for a pin, Punk just nods to Dean, as he quickly slides a ladder into the ring, setting it up in the middle of the ring, and climbing it.
  
  Right as the refs hand hits three on Daniels, Punk tosses the TV title to Dean, and he attemps to hang the belt, but the newly eligible Rodney Brooks, jumps up and grabs his leg, tugging him down to the ring mat.
  
  The second Daniels makes his way into the Penalty Box, Genesis' time is up and he comes flying out, into the ring, straight for Maddoxxx, throwing a rough right, even making a temporary alliance with Brooks, who both begins trading rights.
  
  With Maddoxxx dazed, Genesis steps back and allows Brooks to rush into the ropes, bounce off and nail Maddoxxx with Ground Zero, and without wasting a second of time, Genesis picks up Brooks, kicks him in the gut, and instantly locks his head between his legs, jumping up and landing with the Game Over!, Genesis rolls Brooks over and pins him for the three, with Daniels time still ticking, Brooks has to go in with him.
  
  With just Cody, Maddoxxx and Genesis outside the Penalty Box, and Cody still reeling from his crash to the outside, as well as Maddoxxx in pain from the Ground Zero, Genesis, grabs his belt and begins climbing up the ladder. He ALMOST has the belt hung, but once again, his temper costs him, with Punk back on the apron, yelling out taunts and anything he can think of to distract Genesis.
  
  CM Punk: Go ahead, hang up the title, Brandon. Go ahead, give Syren another reason to take more of your salary in child support. Instead, hang up the boots, and get a real job. Your drug-addicted kids are sick of eating ramen noodles for breakfast, lunch, AND dinner.
  
  Why so serious? It's not my fault you have no talent as a wrestler, can't be considered a boyfriend nor a husband, and not to mention definitely not father of the year material...
  
  Set on shutting Punk up, Genesis hops down, and rushes towards Punk, sliding out the ring, he begins chasing Punk around the ring. Punk is mocking April Lee, skipping around the ring like her, "That's right, follow me just like Syren followed me into my hotel room last night..."
  
  Punk slides into the ring, and back out, and as Genesis attemps to do the same, he's taken by surprise by Maddoxxx's Red Tape.
  
  With full momentum, it looks as if Maddoxxx has knocked out Genesis. At that moment, Daniel's time to come out is up, he rushes into the ring, grab Dean by his hair and pushes Dean away, with Daniels jumping for the cover, getting the emphatic three count, and Genesis has to enter the Penalty Box once again.
  
  Punk beside himself with joy, he shrugs off the fact Daniels pinned him. Cody, back to his feet, slides into the ring to stop Daniels, who had just started climbing the ladder. While that's going on, with Genesis still "knocked out," Maddoxxx gets into the ring and grabs Genesis by his hands and starts to drag him out of the ring. The Ref helps as well, with Genesis hunched over the ref, he begins to show a bit more of life, his hands noticeably moving, Maddoxx pushes Genesis into the box, with Brooks on his way out. Genesis falls to his butt, while the ref shuts the box.
  
  Maddoxxx in all his glory, taunts Genesis even more, but Genesis smugly sits up straight, and stares back at Maddoxxx, even forming a smile and tapping his head. Thinking nothing of it, Maddox gets back into the ring, where Cody had stopped Daniels from winning before, with Cody, Daniels, Brookes and Maddoxxx in the ring, a massive trade off brawl ensues, with the ladder still standing tall in the center of the ring. The trade off breaks into two, Maddoxxx trading shots with Daniels, and Cody with Brooks.
  
  On the Daniels side, Maddoxxx gets the upper hand, enough to daze Daniels into vertigo. Realizing this Maddoxxx, grabs Daniels by the ears and begins to shove him INTO the ladder steps. Rendering Daniels useless.
  
  With Genesis' time in the Box rendering down, he makes it to his feet with a wide grin on his face, this time, he begins trashing Punk from inside the box. Pumping himself up. The very second the clock counts down, the Ref doesn't open the box, Genesis kicks it open, and rushes into the ring, where only Maddoxxx is standing, after both Cody and Brooks knocked eachother out.
  
  Genesis climbs the ladder chasing after Dean who's nearly got the belt hung, he pokes Maddoxxx in the eye, and pushes him off the ladder. Instead of hanging the belt, he hops off the ladder as well, and grabs Maddoxxx's hair, dragging him out of the ring. Genesis rolls under the ropes and opens the Penalty Box, pushing him inside it.
  
  Genesis pushes the door shut, and Punk starts to shout out angrier and louder. Genesis reaches into his trunks and pulls out the Key to the box. Dean's eyes widen and he starts to tackles the door as hard as he can, but Genesis is much too strong. Genesis proceeds to lock the penalty box, and not to risk anything, he just tosses the key into the crowd.
  
  A very wide, smug grin creeps across his face, he looks around the arena, seeing Daniels locked inside the ladder, Cody and Brooks knocked out, and Maddoxxx locked inside the ring, as well as knocking Punk can't do anything, he decides to take his sweet time, rubbing it in, specifically in Maddoxx's face, he climbs the ladder and hangs his belt, tapping his head and nodding, as he retains his belt.
  
  WINNER: "King of Controversy" Genesis (retains).
  
  
  

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• GZWA Heavyweight Champion Alkertraz is exiting his locker room when Mike Bradley, (fresh off his victory over Damien Sandow/coming back from his loss to Damien Sandow) passes him by.
  
  “Good evening, champ.”
  
  “What's up, Mike? Nice match.”
  
  “Yeah, whatever. Listen, I wanted to wish you good luck tonight.”
  
  Alkertraz scoffs. “Thanks Mike, but luck is for losers. I've got this one.”
  
  Mike nods. “I'm sure you do. But just remember, after you 'get this one'... I'll be waiting.”
  
  The Brookline Brawler heads back to his locker room as Alkertraz watches with a puzzled look on his face.
  
  “Yeah, we'll see about that.”
  
  

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• A blue 2009 Chevy Corvette is shown driving down the street for a few blocks, before making a right turn into a sports arena parking lot.
  
  
  
  Once inside the lot, it heads to the front row closest to the arena and pulls into an empty space. The car is turned off and the driver's side door opens. A pair of black stiletto heeled boots can be seen stepping from the car onto the cement as a brunette woman exits the car wearing a black miniskirt and a red tank top with a long sleeve black mesh material over it. Her hair is long and straight, spilling over her shoulders. Her blue eyes glance towards the arena as she shut the door and makes her way to the passenger side of the car. She opens the door, pulls out a navy and white suitcase and places it on the ground extending the handle up and tilting the suitcase to be wheeled behind her. She shuts the passenger side door, and presses the button on her keys to lock the door. The loud beep echoes through the parking lot, as she begins walking into the arena.
  
  She pulls the handle of the arena door and steps into the backstage area of the arena, the cold air being a welcomed change of pace from the hot sun outside. She lugs her suitcase behind her, making her way through the main area looking around at the backstage workers and other men and women of GZWA. She turns down a hallway and turns the doorknob to a locker room, and walks inside. She puts her suitcase on the wooden bench and finally turns to acknowledge the camera.
  
  Sapphire: "The Crown Jewel" has arrived and Ground Zero Wrestling Association will never be the same. I may be considered a GZWA "Diva", but you and everyone else in this company will soon discover that that's the only extent that word describes me.
  
  She rolls her eyes at the term "diva" and does air quotes while saying it. She hates that term with a passion, and is not afraid to show it. She unzips her suitcase and opens the locker in front of her. She continues speaking as she unpacks.
  
  Sapphire: I've worked my ass off for almost 10 years to prove that I'm not just eye candy and that I have the talent, passion and desire to be at the top. The problem is that female wrestlers have been stereotyped. On one hand, you have women who are beautiful, but lack the ability to compete. Women who are plucked from modeling backgrounds or competitions based on stupid obstacle courses. On the other, you have women who are very skilled wrestlers and athletes, but they don't get the opportunity to showcase their talent because they are deemed too unattractive and don't get the air time they deserve. Those stereotypes end right here and right now because I am not some little supermodel pretending to be a wrestler. I am going to compete against women and I am going to compete against men. I don't care who I face and I don't care what type of match it is. People think I'm afraid to break a nail? The only thing I'm afraid of breaking is my opponent.
  
  She slams the locker shut, the harsh sound echoing throughout the room as the scene fades to black.
  
  

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• No Holds Barred Match - “The Hardcore Monster” Carnage vs. “The Goddess” Amanda Cortez (w/ “Tattooed Beauty” Laura Jackson)
  
  
  Carnage is already waiting in the ring and now everybody is waiting for Amanda to come too, but nothing happens. Then the song "Feuer frei" by Rammstein is played, but still nothing happens. The song ends, but still no Amanda can be seen. The fans slowly become impatient and begin to boo and the referee is near to declare Carnage as the winner. But just before he does this, Amanda's song is played and the revving of a Harley can be heard. Slowly she drives down to the ring a d the fans boo at her again. After her last actions and no showing she really isn't very popular anymore and the fans show this.
  
  
  
  Now Amanda stops her bike right in front of the ring and climbs down from it. Like usually she is dressed in a really short jeans short, a small top and some high heeled stripper sandals. Even though the petite diva looks really hot, the fans boo at her and show her that nobody likes her anymore, but it seems that Amanda really doesn't care. She slides into the ring and as the booing doesn't stop, she flips them all the bird, then she takes a micro.
  
  ~Amanda~
  Shut up you bloody motherfuckers ...
  
  She glares into the crowd and it looks like she would love to kill everybody there. She clenches her fists and her facial expression is so full of hate. Everybody is really happy that she isn't close to them right now and even the referee isn't so sure whether she will attack Carnage even before the match has started officially. But in some way she manages it to control herself, even though it's clearly visible how hard it is for her.
  
  ~Amanda~
  Ok Carnage, juz one word ...you're dead, so fucking dead ....
  
  She pauses for a moment and it seems that she will attack now, but she still holds back a bit longer.
  
  ~Amanda~
  Carnage, you proclaimed that you will end my career and you called me a wimp. Anyway, with one thing you're right and my career seems to be over, but that doesn't mean that I'm a wimp and that also doesn't mean that I will leave here. I'm still here a d will bring pain and fear over all you damn motherfuckers. And Carnage, you'll be the first victim on my path of destruction. Tonight not mine but your career will end and I will cripple you for the rest of your life. Haha, and believe me, I will have fun with doing this.
  
  She grimaces and spits out full of hate. Then she kicks her high heels out of the ring, drops the micro and walks over to her corner. It's clearly visible that she doesn't wanna wait any longer and if the match doesn't start right now, she will attack even before the official start.
  
  The Professor: I believe this is gonna be one for the record books in terms of brutality and mayhem. May wanna put your children to bed ladies & gentlemen. This match isn't going to be for the feint of heart I can assure you.
  
  Francine: Hopefully before all is said and done. This will be the end of this bitter feud. Let's hope we see these wrestlers walk out. Rather then carted out in body bags.
  
  The Carter: Body bags!? This isn't 110th St. baby doll. What's the worst that could happen?
  
  Francine: This!
  
  Francine picks up her diet soda and purposely dumps it over Carter's head. He is now drenched from head to toe.
  
  Francine: Don't ever call me 'doll' again. Next time, you'll get more than a wet drink spilt all over you.
  
  While the action was rather 'cold' on the outside. It was about to heat up in a big way inside the ring. As the bell rings to kick off this "No Holds Barred" match between Carnage and Amanda Cortez.
  
  Both wrestlers walk up to one another in the center of the ring. Amanda starts to talk a little trash to Carnage. Apparently, whatever she said. Got under Carnage's skin big time. He goes to knock her block off with a big right hand. But Amanda ducks and counters, coming back after him with a flurry of elbow smashes to the face. Than a thrust kick to the ribs. She grabs Carnage by the arm to throw him into the ropes. But instead, Carnage overpowers her and tosses Amanda into the ropes instead. He goes in for a Big Boot. But that is ducked and countered. As she bounces off the ropes behind Carnage, and hits him with the Flying Mayorana. Sending the big man crashing down.
  
  Both wrestlers get up to there feet. Amanda charges in after Carnage. But is caught and picks her up high above his head. Then launching her into the ropes with a Military Press Stun Gun.
  
  From this point, it didn't take long for the action to pick up. Carnage exits the ring and pulls out a couple of steel chairs. Tossing one into the ring. While he carried the other one back inside with him. As he re-enters the ring. Amanda is getting up to her feet. Carnage goes in for the chair shot. Amanda is able to duck out of the way. As Carnage turns around to strike again. She is able to catch him with a spin kick. Knocking the chair into his face, Van-Terminator style. From here. She grabs the other steel chair that had previously been thrown into the ring and wedges it in between the ropes nearby.
  
  She picks Carnage up to his feet and goes to toss him head first into the steel chair. But Carnage is able to reverse the momentum. Sending Amanda crashing into the chair instead. Rather then falling down, Amanda stumbles back towards Carnage. Who is holding the other chair that was used to kick him in the face earlier. He raises it about his head and swings for the fences. Smashing the chair over Amanda's head just as hard as he could.
  
  After this, Carnage exits the ring and searches under the ring apron for some more 'goodies' to play with.
  
  He pulls out what appears to be a long 2x4 wrapped in barbed-wire from top to bottom. He brings back into the ring with him and eagerly waits for Amanda to get up. After a few moments, Amanda gets up to her feet. With blood starting to trickle down her forehead she turns around just as Carnage swings. Amanda ducks and counters with a Spinning Kick to the ribs. Stunning Carnage enough for him to drop the 2x4. As he does so, Amanda picks it up and quickly bashes his brains out with hit over his skull. The first shot rocks Carnage enough to bring him down to his knees. Then the 2nd shot occurs, with Amanda taking the barb-wire and using it to shred away at the exposed skin off of Carnage's mask. This happens for several moments until Amanda gets bored and tosses the weapon to the side. As Carnage falls to the mat face first. Blood begins to flow down his face.
  
  Amanda exits the ring and begins to search under the ring for some 'toys'. She pulls out a table and takes her sweet time sliding it into the ring. Instead of entering the ring. She pulls out yet ANOTHER table, and repeats the process of sliding it into the ring. Who knows what she has in mind to do here.
  
  With both tables in the ring. She enters the squared circle to pick Carnage up to his feet. Using all her strength in her body to do so, since Carnage felt like a giant sandbag for the moment. However, little did she know. He was playing possum. He quickly grabs the 2x4 w/ Barb Wire and nails Amanda in the crotch with it. The crowd reacts the only way they know how to that one.
  
  Francine: I don't even know what to say about that one. That hurt me just watching it.
  
  The Carter: TWAT SHOT! TWAT SHOT! TWAT SHOT!!! WHAT A MOVE BY CARNAGE! NOW THAT'S HOW YOU USE A...
  
  Francine smacks Carter in the back of the head.
  
  The Carter: Alright, Alright. Simmer down girl. I'll be good... for now.
  
  As Amanda fell to the mat. Carnage gets back up and whacks Amanda across the back with the 2x4. The impact of this shot is enough to break the board in half. However, this was only a mere taste of things to come for what he had in mind.
  
  He eyes the two tables Amanda brought in earlier. He leans one of them up against the turnbuckle first. Than he walks over and picks up Amanda. As he tosses her up against this table. With Amanda leaning up against the table. He exits the ring briefly to pull out some duct tape from underneath the ring.
  
  He begins to tie Amanda's feet to the turnbuckle post. Then proceeds to work his way up. Tying her body to the table & turnbuckle post. He wanted to make sure she wasn't going to go anywhere. As he goes back into the ring. He starts talking trash to her. Amanda responds by spitting in his face and mouthing "FUCK YOU!" to him. Carnage smiles with a devilish grin. As he rips off a piece of duct tape and proceeds to tape her mouth shut for good measure.
  
  Then... he decides to set up the 2nd table and lean it up against Amanda and the other table. Creating a "Table Sandwich" in the corner, with Amanda being in the middle.
  
  Prof. X I don't believe I've seen this move before. What the hell does this crazy nut-job have in mind?
  
  He walks over and takes off the barbed wire from the broken 2x4. And begins to wrap himself up with it from head to toe. Once he does this. He goes into the opposite corner and charges at Amanda at full speed. He crashes into her and the two tables with a thunderous spear!
  
  The tables shatter!
  The impact of the spear sends both wrestlers flying to the outside of the ring. Where they're tangled up into the barbed wire. As the wire begins to pierce and tear away at there skin & clothing.
  
  After a few tense moments. Both wrestlers are able to 'wrestle' there way out of the barbed wire and start brawling on the floor. With Carnage getting the upper-hand. Tossing Amanda into the steel steps, as she flew over them. Crashing on the other side.
  
  He looks out at the crowd and grabs a beer bottle from a fan. He smashes the bottle over the ring apron and walks over to Amanda. He goes into drive the broken edges of the bottle into the head of Cortez. But instead, she is able to counter by kicking him in the balls. To give her a moment to get up to her feet. With Carnage temporarily stunned. She looks under the ring and pulls out a cheese grater of all things. Rather then hit him in the head with the grater, she hits him below the belt with it.
  
  The Professor: Well... that'll split the boys in half.
  
  After she does this. She drops the grater to grab the broken bottle out of Carnage's right hand. As he fell to his knees. She takes the bottle and begins to drive it into his skull. The blood really begins to flow at this point. As Carnage falls to the floor.
  
  Amanda goes around the ring and pulls out what appears to be a flat table with NAILS sticking out of it. She sets the table on the floor and walks back over to where Carnage was laid out earlier. She picks him up and drags him by the air over to this nail-infested table. Instead of going for the table first. She slams Carnage into the steel railing nearby to weaken him further. Then she uses her speed to quickly hop on the apron and climb to the top turnbuckle. As Carnage eases himself away from the railing. Amanda dives off the turnbuckle onto Carnage, hitting him with a Diving Hurricanrana. Spinning him around and flipping him ON the table with nails back first. Amanda lands off just to the side away from the nails, but Carnage is in alot of pain as one would expect. He was just impaled from head to toe on his back from the nails.
  
  The Fans: HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!
  
  Francine: Guys this is getting a little uncomfortable for me. Hell I was in ECW and we never even did this shit! This is getting WAAAAAY outta hand!
  
  :The Professor: I have to agree with you Francine. Thank god this match isn't sanctioned by the GZWA. The hatred between these two is so deep... that both wrestlers are willing to obviously sacrifice there bodies and possibly there lives to put the other one out of there misery.
  
  With Carnage on the nails. Laying there in pain and agony. Amanda gets up and re-enters the ring. She looks down at Carnage and sees him lying there with tears of pain in his eyes. She smiles, as she takes off running off the ropes from the opposite side. As she comes running back, she propels herself over the top rope. Attempting to hit a Diving Senton splash of some sort. Carnage in the midst of all this, is somehow able to gather enough strength to raise up from the nails and roll outta the way. Amanda comes crashing down and impales herself onto the nails. Hitting at full force. As she falls and flips the tabled with nails on top of her. She screams out in a blood curdling fashion.
  
  Around a couple of minutes pass. Before Carnage is able to recuperate. As the referee's help pull Amanda off the table. When they do so. Her back is lacerated and punctured. Carnage stumbles around and is able to look behind the time keeper's desk nearby. Where he pulls out a huge chain. He walks over and begins to wrap the chain around his right hand. Amanda at this point begins to use the ring apron to pull herself up to her feet. Carnage comes around and smashes her in the face with the chain. Knocking her back down down to the ground. Then he briefly enters the ring. Where he begins to create a 'noose' out of the chain. He exits the ring again to wrap this 'noose' for a chain around the neck of Amanda. Then goes back in the ring to grab the other end. Then starts to pull & tug at the chain. As he does so. He begins to pull Amanda with the chain. Using the ropes and ring apron for the added leverage to bring her off her feet. Attempting to strangle the girl to death. At this point, the referee's have to step in and pull the chain away from Carnage.
  
  One referee on the outside tends to Amanda. As he pulls the chain off from around her neck. While two referee's begin to wrestle away the chain from Carnage. But to no avail, as he flattens both refs with some stiff right hands.
  
  Carnage then goes outside the ring again. He looks under the ring pulls out a small bag. Then brings back inside the ring with him. He opens up this small bag and begins to dump out thumbtacks all over the ring. Amanda slides into the ring. Still out of it and suffering the effects of those last two attacks. How both wrestlers are able to go with the amount of pain & blood loss is totally absurd. Perhaps going off pure adrenaline and emotion. Using the hatred for one another to drive them to this point of risking life and limb to dismantle the other.
  
  After dumping the tacks. Carnage walks over and kicks Amanda in the stomach. Knocking her back down to the mat. He uses his power and strength pull her up to her feet. Putting her head between his legs. He hoists her up above his head. Looking to Power Bomb the "Goddess of War" on to those tacks. But instead, she had other plans in mind. She counters the Power Bomb upon impact into a well executed Hurricanrana. Flipping Carnage's body onto the tacks. As he lands, thousands upon thousands of tacks pierce his flesh and skin!
  
  After this occurs. Amanda slides out of the ring and looks under the apron to pull out a Kendo Stick. She goes back into the ring with the weapon in hand. Oddly enough, a Kendo Stick seems 'tame' considering all the mayhem that has already happened in this match-up.
  
  She eagerly waits for Carnage to get up to his feet. As he slowly does so, we can clearly see all the tacks sticking out all over his body. He is met with an impactful Kendo Stick shot across the face that rocks him back. Then another one... and another one... and another one... right over the head & back area until Carnage fell to the mat face first. Amanda starts swinging and drilling him with one Kendo Stick shot after another. Hitting him so many times, the fans lost count until the stick broke in her hands.
  
  With Carnage down and out. Amanda looks over at the commentators table nearby with a smile quickly surfacing on her face. She exits the ring and walks over. Ripping the monitors and removing the top off the table. As Francine, The Professor & Carter move out of the way in a hurry. Knowing full well not to fuck with either one of these individuals. Especially in the mindset they're in tonight.
  
  She then looks under the ring and pulls out what looks to be lighter fluid. She pours the fluid all over the announcers table. Then looks at the crowd. Asking for a match or a lighter. One fan in the front row digs into his pocket and tosses her a zip o lighter. She uses it, and the announce table quickly becomes engulfed in flames. (so much for the announcers calling the action from ringside anymore lol).
  
  Amanda goes to climb back into the ring via the ring apron. But upon doing so. She sees Carnage charging towards her. She dodges and lets him use his own momentum to throw himself onto the apron with her. Both exchange several lefts and rights. Before Amanda is able to claw Carnage in the eyes with her sharp fingernails.
  
  She then enters the ring while Carnage is temporarily blinded on the apron. Trying to regain his vision. She runs off the ropes from the opposite side and comes back running full speed towards Carnage. She jumps and hits him just as hard as she could with a Clothesline from Hell that sends Carnage flying off the apron into the burning announce table.
  
  Carnage begins to roll around on the ground. Screaming in pain, as the flames begin to burn away at his skin. Security and other personnel quickly bring out the fire extinguishers to put the flames out. The smell of burning flesh began to fill the arena. You could clearly see the burns all over the arms of Carnage.
  
  Amanda exits the ring and grabs Carnage by the hair. As she tosses him into the ring. He begins to crawl on the mat. Still riving around in pain and feeling the nerves twitch & burn from the flames from earlier. He pulls himself up to his feet using the ropes. As he does so. Amanda pulls out the brass knuckles. Places them in her right hand and waits for Carnage to turn around. As he does so, she decks him across the jaw. Sending the big man crashing down to the ring mat.
  
  Amanda exits the ring and pulls out what appears to be a flat table covered in barbed-wire and god knows what else. She slides this into the ring and begins to set it up on the ring mat. Attaching some type of an explosive timer on the damn thing.
  
  With the flat table set off to the side. Carnage manages to somehow get up to his feet and starts swinging at Amanda. But... is only getting nothing but air. He was out. Amanda could sense it, and deep down inside? Carnage knew that his end was near as well. He was swinging for desperation and Cortez knew the time was now to pull the trigger to end this night of "carnage" and destruction.
  
  She kicks him in the gut, and quickly tosses him into the ropes. She his body falls over the middle rope with his arms dangling outside the ring. Amanda uses her speed and momentum to run and spin herself around to kick Carnage with her version of the 6.1.9. The kick sends Carnage stumbling back up to his feet, near the flat table covered in barbed-wire. She enters the ring and walks up to Carnage. Getting in his face. She smiles and kisses him on the mouth. Before kicking him in the gut and dropping him with the "Stunna. No. 1" (Stunner). The force of the Stunner sends him back on to the table covered with barbed wire. Upon impact, the table EXPLODES!
  
  If this wasn't a 'kiss of death', I don't know what is. After this, once the smoke subsided. Carnage was down for the count and out cold. The referee has no choice but to stop this match. Ruling Amanda Cortez the winner via Knockout.
  
  WINNER: "The Goddess of War" Amanda Cortez
  
  
  After the match-up. Both wrestlers are battered, bruised and bloodied from head to toe. Blood was stained all over the mats to the arena floors. Broken tables, glass and god knows what was strewn all over the place. It was gonna take the GZWA crew at least a good 10-15 minutes to clean this mess up to continue the show.
  
  Carnage was eventually escorted out of the arena on a gurney. Amanda could barely stand from the amount of blood lost. The referee's offered to help her to the back, but she refused. She wanted to walk out of Slammiversary on her own two feet. It what appeared to be the end of this bitter rivalry and perhaps, the most brutal match ever witnessed in the two year history of Ground Zero Wrestling Association!
  
  

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• A few minutes before her match, the cameras catch up with Justice backstage stretching and getting mentally and physically ready for tonight's main event. Xion Zeros is seen approaching from opposite end of the corridor and stops behind her, watching her movements.
  
  ZX: You know, I've been thinking about this for a long time now, and I've finally come to a conclusion... And I think now is the best time to say it anyway, just to give you an edge on your big match tonight.
  
  Justice slowly stands and leans against ZX, purring. She snuggles up against Xion and she genly snakes his hands across her taut tummy. Justice turns her head while Xion leans down and kisses her softly on the lips, with a heat that the audience watching can feel.
  
  Justice: It is about bloody time you came to your senses, mate. You know that I am only doing what is best for us. Just as I knew that my getting back in the ring is just what the doctor ordered for our.... engagement...
  
  ZX: Justice, it's over. I can't do this anymore. It's obvious you love the idea of power and material things more than me. It's been fun, kiddo. We had a nice ride.
  
  Well, I know I had quite a few nice rides, but that's besides the point....
  
  Xion smiles as he strokes her cheek softly before walking off as she looks at him in shock. All Justice can do is stand still, shell-shocked as she watches the love of her life leave the room.
  
  Many moments after the door has closed behind ZX, Justice finally snaps back to reality. Her face slowly contorts into a warped rage and her entire body tenses to diamond stiffness. Claws out, teeth bared, Justice growls at the door; all traces of her accent long gone.
  
  Justice: Mate, you are about to find out exactly how easy it would be for me to take everything from you. Your precious title, your precious company.... Even your precious little girl....
  
  Justice strides towards the door with evil thoughts and a new focus.
  
  The camera is filming a flatscreen monitor showing the conversation between the co-owners. As Justice's reaction is being shown on the screen, the camera slowly pans away to reveal CM Punk standing with his arms crossed over his chest and his right hand lighly scratching his chin. He seems very interested in what he is watching on the monitor.
  
  CM Punk: Hmmmm. Our beautiful co-owner doesn't seem to be having the best of evenings. This could get interesting.
  
  We can all say we saw that one coming though, as after all, Justice is blind after all.
  
  The camera cuts back to the commentary team as it's time for the main event.
  
  

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• GZWA World Heavyweight Championship - King of the Mountain Match - “GZWA’s Elite” Alkertraz (champion) vs. “The Deadman” The Undertaker (w/ “Undisputed Mistress of Darkness” Velvet Sky) vs. “The Bloody Mary” Kat vs. “The Phenomenal” AJ Styles vs. “Voluptuous Vixen” Justice
  
  Prof. X: Ladies and gentlemen, here’s the moment that you’ve been waiting for, tonight’s main event for the GZWA World Heavyweight Championship, in the last of three King of the Mountain style matches here tonight.
  The Carter: I know I’m ready, I got my bowl of popcorn ready.
  Francine: I suppose we’ve saved the best for last, regardless of Justice being in this match... I’m anxious to see if Alkertraz is going to walk out here as champion and solidify his reign as champion for over a year.
  
  The commentary team watches the competition arrive to the ring one by one. Once Justice is in the ring, she stands, leaning on the ropes in front of commentary, surveying the crowd. Francine has had about all she can take of the "Voluptuous Vixen". She stands up, mic in hand and yells at Justice.
  
  Francine: Really, Justice? You're STILL going to come out here and embarrass yourself in match of this caliber? Sure, you've won the main event spots in those other companies but let's face it, you just don't have what it takes anymore. Why don't you allow everyone here to move to the next best thing just like Mr. Zeros has decided to do after dumping a bleach blonde bimbo like you!
  
  Justice's eyes focus on Francince with a malevolence that we have never seen from the vixen. Suddenly and without warning, Justice slaps Francine with such force it knocks her back down to floor! Following it up with an evil glare to put Francine in her place, Justice turns to face the other competitors in the ring while Francine sits back down in utter shock.
  
  All of the competitors are in the ring as Alkertraz is the the last man to arrive after Justice's outburst. He hands the championship to Referee Earl Hebner at ringside before climbing into the ring. The bell rings to start the match. All of the Superstars spring into action with the opposition playing the numbers game on the Deadman. The Undertaker levels Kat and Justice to the canvas with ease after plowing through them with a double clothesline. AJ Styles charges the Deadman next, but he’s greeted with another clothesline. Styles baseball slides out of harm’s way and outside onto the ring apron as Alkertraz locks his arms around Taker’s waist. Styles springboards back into the ring with a flying forearm smash while Alkertraz uses the added push to German Suplex the Deadman overhead. Sliding a ladder into the ring, Justice rams it into the face of the Deadman as he sits up from the canvas. Draping the ladder over his fallen body, Justice invites Styles to follow up with a 450 Splash. Styles connects and hurts himself in the process from landing on the ladder. Justice races over to cover the Deadman but he greets her with a hand to her throat in the form of a chokeslam as he sits up from the canvas yet again. Justice desperately breaks free and counters in the form of a Blind Justice (Eat Defeat) that stuns the Deadman as he rises to his feet. That’s not enough to knock him off his feet as Kat adds in a Bleeding Heart (Yakuza Kick) for good measure. The Deadman is still on shaky legs until Alkertraz rebounds from the ropes with a Collision Course (Clothesline from Hell), knocking the Deadman off his feet and straight to the canvas upon impact. Sealing the deal with a Sprial Tap from AJ Styles, everyone dogpiles on top of the Deadman for group pin.
  
  One...
  Two...
  Three!!!
  
  Prof. X: You’ve seen it here first, ladies and gentlemen. All of the competition in this match working together on a single goal and toppled the legend of The Undertaker. As a result, AJ Styles, Kat, Justice, AND reigning champion Alkertraz are all eligible to win this contest in one fell swoop.
  The Carter: I thought I’d never see the day that we’d see these individuals all on the same page.
  Francine: Let’s face it, individually they all knew they couldn’t keep him down. It was wisest move for them to make. They’ve taken the biggest threat in this match out of the equation.
  
  Immediately after the Deadman is confined into the penalty box, everyone races out of the ring to arm themselves with a ladder. A bizarre style of jousting occurs as Justice and Alkertraz charges each other with the ladders with both knocking the other to the canvas. Styles pulls out a short ladder from underneath the ring.
  
  Francine: What the hell is he going to do with that?
  The Carter: Size doesn’t matter, babe. It’s how you work with what you got.
  Francine: You would be the expert on that, huh, Carter?
  The Carter: How’s that jaw, by the way, Franny?
  Francine: Shut the fuck up and call the match...
  
  Styles springboards back into the action with the short ladder in hand, and uses it as a battering ram to the rising Alkertraz. He sets it up in the middle of the ring before hitting the ropes and stepping off of it to elevate himself high enough for Shooting Star Splash to the grounded champion. Before he has a moment to pat himself on the back, Justice uses the ladder to leap onto Styles’ shoulders as he returned to his feet with a Justice Is Served (Backstabber). Kat slides in another ladder into the ring. Justice formally thanks her with a baseball slide to the end of the ladder, knocking it into Kat’s face as she stood at ringside. Justice then took the opportunity to set up the ladder she brought into the ring herself before ordering for the championship from Referee Earl Hebner. Kissing the gold for luck, she then climbed the ladder. She’s not alone as Alkertraz climbs on the opposite side. The duo meet at the top of the ladder, with Justice greeting him with the title. Alkertraz grips the title firmly, refusing to allow her to strike him with his precious title. Shrugging her shoulders, she lets go of the title as Alkertraz almost loses his balance from her release. Justice then takes a page from Mei Long earlier tonight and grabs hold of the rope suspended above the ring and executes a modified enzuigiri to the GZWA Elite. Alketraz blocks with the title but that makes matters worse as title smashing into his face acts as a make-shift Vandaminator. Alkertraz drops the title to the canvas and slumps over the top of the ladder. Justice then makes a death defying move, dropping from the rope and down from the ladder with a Head Scissors to Alkertraz, sending them both crashing to the canvas. Alkertraz’ body lands awkwardly on the ring ropes before he tumbles outside of the ring.
  
  Sounds of “Holy shit!” fill the air as the medical team on site check on the conditions of both Kat and Alkertraz. Kat is shown shoving the staff away as she exclaims, “I’m fine!” with a bit of her own blood running down her forehead. She looks to arm herself with a steel chair, but looks at it with horror before dropping it to the floor. Instead she finds another prize from underneath the ring, a table.
  
  Prof. X: Looks like she hasn’t forgotten the events of earlier tonight. For those wondering, Mariah’s said to have regained conscious backstage and is undergoing a full body examination and treatment for the injuries she’s suffered tonight at the hands of Cheeka.
  The Carter: Get well soon, MiMi.
  
  Kat slides the table into the ring followed by another. With the bodies littered around the ring from the chaos from the match so far, she has time to set up one table up in the corner and another by the ropes. Finally, the Undertaker is released from his confines from within the penalty box. Sliding into the ring, the Deadman has Kat into his line of sight. Kat greets him with a baseball slide between the legs and slides out of the ring. Taker motions to follow behind her but he’s struck behind by the Phenomenal One with a forearm smash to the spine. Styles then whips him into the ropes as Styles hits the opposite ropes. Taker hits the breaks by holding onto the ropes as Styles attempts a dropkick but hits nothing. Taker capitalizes on Styles’ folly with a running DDT. Taker then gives a cut throat motion as he stalks Styles for a chokeslam. Now is the time that Kat wisely strikes, striking the Deadman over the back of the head with the ringbell. Taker drops down to one knee as she races to the ropes. She then springboards off with the Broken Mirrors (Springboard Roundhouse Kick) almost decapitating the Deadman with the blow. To her dismay, the Deadman sits up from the canvas shortly after as Kat unleashes a scream of frustration. She charges in with a drive-by kick only for the Deadman to answer with a throat thrust to halt her in her tracks. She spins around into the grasp of Styles to signals for the Styles Clash but just as he lifts her into position she counters with a handstand hurracanrana, whipping him in the direction of the waking Undertaker. Taker catches Styles mid-air and drops him onto the table set up in the corner with a vicious Last Ride. Shoving the wreckage aside, Taker covers AJ Styles.
  
  One...
  Two...
  Three!!
  
  Prof. X: All competitors in this match are eligible to win this match. It’s anyone’s ball game now.
  
  The Undertaker grasps the still out of it Justice from off the canvas and the Bloody Mary in tow for a pending chokeslam when “Meta” Mike Bradley is shown racing down the entrance ramp towards the ring. The distraction is enough for Kat and Justice to knee the Deadman in the gut in unison before driving him to the canvas with a Double DDT. Bradley is armed with a kendo stick and deals a kendo shot to the skull of Styles before executing a kendo stick-assisted Russian Legsweep on the ringside floor before shoving him into the penalty box. Mike Bradley wastes no time sliding into the ring and drilling Kat and Justice with their own healthy servings of kendo shots as well. He smacks the stick into Taker’s face just as he sits up from the canvas to send him back down before sliding back outside of the ring to Alkertraz. The medical staff already checked him out and gave him the okay to continue the match, but that decision could be reversed if Bradley has his way.
  
  Prof. X: Why is Mike Bradley out here?
  Francine: Prolly still mad that he’s not in this contest.
  The Carter: Looks like he’s going to make his own dreams come true tonight...
  
  To everyone’s surprise, Mike Bradley is helping Alkertraz to his feet and back into the ring. Alkertraz is slow to climb the ladder after taking the fall from earlier, but Bradley is there urging him on. Racing out to the ring like a shot out of a cannon comes Randy Orton. The Apex Predator slides into the ring, only to be greeted by a kendo shot from Bradley but Orton ducks the swing with ease and responds with a vicious RKO. Orton relieves Bradley of his kendo stick and hammers it over the spine of Alkertraz before climbing up the ladder. Orton signals for a RKO off the ladder but a series of elbow bunts to the face leads to a change of events on tonight’s schedule. The tables turn as Alkertraz dives off the ladder with Orton in tow with a One112Twelve (Chokeslam to Rock Bottom) and through the table below.
  
  Francine: Well, that’s one way to pass the tryouts to join The Fallen...
  
  Kat and Justice crawl to their feet as Alkertraz staggers from the wreckage of the destroyed table. The Undertaker sits up from the canvas as Bradley is shaking off the effects of the RKO. Taker charges into the corner with a Stinger Splash into the corner that Bradley is leaning against. Taker sits him onto the turnbuckle before stepping out onto the ring apron and faces the commentary table before grasping the throat of Bradley. Taker points to the table as the commentary team move out of the way as he sends Bradley from the top rope to the outside of the ring and through the commentary table with a devastating chokeslam. To the fans delight, the Deadman taunts the fans before he’s struck with a Missile Dropkick from the Voluptuous Vixen, with enough force behind it that it launches Taker into the steel steps upon impact.
  
  Back in the ring, Kat ducks underneath the incoming Collision Course (Clothesline from Hell) from Alkertraz, only for Justice to greet him on the ring apron with a shoulder thrust. Justice then slingshots herself into the ring and connects with a thunderous DDT (think Kaz style) to the GZWA Elite. Capitalizing while Justice is slow to return to her feet, Kat connects with a double underhook backbreaker. Justice’s body hangs out of the ring on the ring apron, leaving her prime for the pending guillotine leg drop from the Deadman. Justice senses danger and rolls out of the way, allowing Kat to capitalize with a Blade Kick to the face of the Undertaker. Kat then rebounds from the ropes and knocks him off the ring apron to the ringside floor with a low dropkick. Justice tosses in salt into the wound literally, but leaping from the top rope to the outside with a Diving Elbow Drop the Deadman. Justice doesn’t have time to react at all to the incoming Suicide Dive from Kat, spearing her to the canvas.
  
  AJ Styles is finally released from the penalty box and quickly goes to work setting up another ladder in the middle of the ring before grabbing the title and climbing to the top. Alkertraz races up to stop him. Kat slides back into the ring, armed with a ladder which she uses to knock both Superstars down with authority. Kat takes the title for herself after setting up her ladder and heads up to win the match. Justice races back into the ring, followed shortly by the Deadman with another ladder in hand. Alkertraz shakes off the cobwebs and follows suit as we have all of the competition at war at the top of the three ladders set up vying for the right to be named the winner of this contest. Kat reaches overhead to hang the gold but the Deadman grasps her throat firmly in vicious chokeslam. Kat’s eyes fill with fear for the second time tonight; this time for her own well-being with a fall from this height. The Undertaker shows no remorse sending her down towards the canvas below -- but the Bloody Mary isn’t giving up without a fight. She locks hard onto Taker’s arm with the Black Smoke (Kimura Lock) applied. Justice and Alkertraz hammer onto the shoulders of the Deadman to send him off the top of the ladder but it’s no use. Justice and Alkertraz reposition themselves as Kat still hung onto his arm firmly with her body suspended in the air. They perform a rather unorthodox double team maneuver in the form of a combination of The Hand of Justice (Chokeslam) and One112Twelve (Chokeslam to Rock Bottom) as they all ride the Deadman straight to hell down to the canvas.
  
  The live crowd are on their feet at this spectacle as bodies are scattered around the ring.
  
  Prof. X: Such destruction and carnage... but it’s like a car wreck. I can’t turn away for an instant!
  Francine: Carnage? That was the last match, hun.
  
  With the competition down, Styles makes his move, springboarding from the ropes with the title over his shoulder and lands at the top of the ladder and hangs the title to secure the win, thus becoming the new GZWA World Heavyweight Champion.
  
  WINNER: “The Phenomenal” AJ Styles (NEW GZWA World Heavyweight Champion).
  
  
  Prof. X: We’ve seen it all here tonight folks. Friendships ended, homes wrecked, and new champions crowned here tonight on GZWA’s historic two year anniversary. Lives forever changed for the better and the worst here tonight. One thing is certain though, is that GZWA will continue bringing you, our adoring fans, the best wrestling each and every week.
  
  Good night everyone and thank you for tuning into this historic event!
  
  

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FINALLY, finally, finally... the PPV is up in its entirety. I'm sure you guys are getting sick of me making you guys wait on this stuff. I apologize but I hope the quality of the show more than makes up for wait. Time to get things back on track around here.

If I'm being honest, those KOTM/QOTM matches were HELL to write, but I hope the writers and myself did those matches as well as the card as a whole to all of your expectations.

If there's segments/skits missing from the PPV, please PM me and let me know for I can add that in.

Feel free to leave comments as this topic is unlocked now.

Now if you guys excuse me, it's almost 7AM here and I'm heading to bed. I took a lot longer proofreading this last section before posting than intended, but I'll post ReAction once I get a few hours of Zzzz's