ReAction -- Slammiversary 2012 PPV

[Xion Zeros]

This week's topics:

• Team Heartbreaker secures a victory over Team Viciousness in the Divas opener for Slammiversary, with Calamity Brooks earning the victory. What's going through the minds of the Divas in this match and what can we expect from them as GZWA heads into its 3rd year?
  
  
• Genesis shocks Mariah with their first "on-air" kiss before turning a complete 180 and giving his ex-girlfriend, Maryse, the similar treatment. What's next in this bizarre love triangle that Genesis has put himself in?
  
  
• "The Crown Prince" Samuel Chatman wins the Battle Royal in Superstars Opener tonight. Are Robert Roode, Randy Orton, and Damien Xavier going to take this loss lightly or do they have the Crown Prince in their cross-hairs?
  
  
• Damien Sandow shocks the GZWA Nation with his departure from the company. What does Mike Bradley have to say about this and the other events of the night?
  
  
• Double S defeated Joel Hall in a contest for the ages tonight. Is the book closed on this rivalry or has it just begun after Morgan Davis physically and verbally expressed her disgust with the elder Hall brother's actions of late?
  
  
• Thanks to some deception from the former best friend of Velvet Sky, Morgan Davis picks up the victory tonight. Is this the end of The Beautiful People in GZWA?
  
  
• Keeping to his word, Jon Moxley crashed the MVP Louge and thrashed MVP's celebration at Slammiversary. What's next for this newly signed Superstar?
  
  
• Tia Brooks defeats Malita Conera, but shocks the masses with her great sportsmanship afterwards. Is this the beginning of the 'nicer and kinder' Tia Brooks returning to GZWA?
  
  
• Once again, Daniels comes in the way of Mei Long and AJ Styles, this time possibly jeopardizing Styles' marriage. Will Styles' marriage endure this mindgame with Daniels?
  
  
• In the first of 3 King of the Mountain-themed matches, the GZWA Divas proved that the women of this company are just as tough, equal, and if not better than their male-counterparts. The contest was action-packed from start to finish with "The Beautiful Dragon" Mei Long walking out as the new Women's Champion. What is going through the minds of all of the Divas after this contest?
  
  
• In one of the most emotion-filled matches of the night, Cheeka defied the odds and defeated her former mentor and best friend as Kat was forced to watch her two friends tear each other apart literally as the acting official for this match. What's Mariah's condition after this brutal beating? What could be going through the minds of these three women after this contest?
  
  
• Who is "The Masked Man"?
  
  
• After enduring the verbal assault from CM Punk and the physical assaults from the competition, Genesis still manages to retain the TV title in the 2nd King of the Mountain-themed match of the night. Given the rather controversial ending to this match, there is no doubt that there's a few shots waiting to be shot from all parties involved.
  
  
• Newly signed Diva, Sapphire made her presence known tonight. What are her goals and plans after joining the GZWA roster?
  
  
• Tonight, we saw Amanda Cortez dig deep within and channel her hatred and aggression topple the Hardcore Monster, Carnage. After a match so brutal, both of those competitors will never be the same again.
  
  
• Xion Zeros shocks Justice by dumping her mere minutes prior to the main event. Justice seemed to have undergone a mental transformation, losing her kinder demeanor completely. Should ZX should've just stayed friends instead?
  
  
• What is the "offer" that ZX mentioned to Brooklyn Glamorous?
  
  
• After the brutal contest in Slammiversary's main event, AJ Styles walks out as the new GZWA World Heavyweight Champion, regardless of the spectacular efforts of The Undertaker, Kat, Justice, and former champion Alkertraz. What is next for these competitors as GZWA enters Year Three?
  
  

(Remember this topic is NOT just limited to these points, newcomers feel free to "react" on the events of this most recent GZWA program and/or introduce your characters in-character if you're a debuting Superstar/Diva and didn't appear in the most recent show results.)

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[Kayda Erikson]

GZWA's newest acquisition, Sapphire, is shown walking backstage from her debut announcement at Slammiversary when the ReAction team catches up with her. The self proclaimed "Crown Jewel" takes notice of the cameras, and smiles as they approach.

ReAction: Just moments ago, you made some pretty strong statements in front of the GZWA Nation saying that you are willing to face opponents of both genders and participate in any type of match. You also stated your thoughts on the current state of women's wrestling. In light of everything tonight, what can we expect when you make your in-ring debut on Primetime?

Sapphire nodded her agreement in response to his words, tucking a loose piece of hair behind her ear, before taking the microphone from him to reply.

Sapphire: Well, like I said out there in the ring. I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty. I came to GZWA to compete and that's what I plan to do against whoever wants to get in the ring with me. As far as the state of women's wrestling, I think--

All of a sudden, a loud scream cuts through the area and both Sapphire and the camera crew turn in the direction it came from. Velvet Sky can be seen coming from the locker room area, still dressed in her ring attire. She is slamming her hands on every door she sees, and screaming in frustration at the events that transpired. She sees the ReAction crew speaking with Sapphire and she marches up the group, ripping the microphone from the hands of "The Crown Jewel" and placing it up to her mouth, her voice shrill and angry as she glares at the camera.

Velvet Sky: I can not believe what happened out there! Did you see that?!

She turns to Sapphire.

Velvet Sky: Did you see that?!

Sapphire is obviously clueless about what happened as she is about to open her mouth, but Velvet Sky continues.

Velvet Sky: I don't really care if you saw or not! I almost had that bitch right where I wanted her. I was this close before that skank, Angelina interfered.

She holds up her thumb and index finger to show how close she was to beating Morgan Davis.

Velvet Sky: You know what? I'm done! I'm done with Morgan, I'm done with Angelina. I'm done with GZWA!

She thrusts the microphone into Sapphire's chest as she walks away still screaming and slamming her fists on the wall, with the camera crew focused on the temper tantrum from "The Undisputed Queen of Darkness". Velvet is aware that all eyes are on her as she continues yelling things.

Velvet Sky: You want to know why I went out there after Joel and Shia's match? Do you? It's because I'm still in love with him.

Velvet Sky makes her way to the door of the GZWA arena, slamming the door open. She stands in the door frame, facing the inside of the arena with her back against the door holding it open.

Velvet Sky: Oh, and one more thing that you should all know...Undertaker didn't get me pregnant. The real father is The Iowan Massacre himself, Joel Hall!

She springs off the door, exiting the arena as the camera stays focused on the closed door for a few moments before returning to Sapphire, who is completely speechless about what she just witnessed. She bites her lower lip and glances over in the direction Velvet Sky exited in as the camera fades to black.

[Kayda Erikson]

Daniels has just barely gotten to his locker room after his match, but he's in a lot of pain and very pissed off. The ReAction crew catches up with him just as he gets the door open, but before a question can be asked, Daniels holds his hand up in front of him.

Christopher Daniels: I'll save you guys the trouble of asking. Everyone saw what happened in that ring, did they not? I pinned the GZWA Television Champion for a 3 count. Genesis was out and had his shoulders flat on the mat, and I pinned him. That means that I should be the current Television Champion. I should have the gold right here!

He does the motion around his waist to show where the belt should be.

Christopher Daniels: But because of the stupid King of the Mountain rules, I didn't get what I deserved. I got screwed over for what should be my championship. If that match was contested under normal rules, I'd be your champion as I rightfully should be.

ReAction: Well, Dean Maddoxxx originally--

Daniels cuts him off, continuing off on a tangent and ignoring the beginning of the interviewers statement.

Christopher Daniels: And I'll tell you another thing. I want to know who this masked guy is who's been running around here waiting for "him" to show up. I don't know who "he" is, but neither one of them obviously know what they're getting involved with if they're making The Fallen Angel one of their targets! So, when "he" gets here, I'll make sure to give him a proper welcome.

Daniels walks into the locker room, as his cell phone starts ringing from inside his bag, sitting on the wooden bench. He walks over and picks it up, ignoring the ReAction crew who hold the door open to continue getting footage.

Christopher Daniels: Hello?...You saw that too?...Yeah, I know I got screwed over!...What about AJ?...Oh hell no, he had it coming...Haha, that's my girl!...Of course! I've got everything ready for you...Alright, I'll see you at Primetime.

Daniels hangs up the phone, putting in his bag before noticing the ReAction crew still in the doorway of his locker room.

Christopher Daniels: What the hell are you still doing here? Get the (beep) out!

He takes a water bottle out of his bag with the lid sealed and hurls it at the door, which closes just in time to avoid hitting the ReAction crew. The camera stays on for a moment filming the closed door, before turning off.

[† Chee †]

The lights slowly glow from pitch black darkness, to a dim, almost yellowish color. The features of what appears to be a padded room become more clear as the glow brightens ever so slightly. An eerie piano tune plays softly in the background as the camera begins to pan around the cell. Cheeka sits facing the corner, wrapped in a straitjacket, and the camera focuses on her as the lights brighten to their full strength. She begins talking without turning around to face the camera.

~Cheeka~
There's no winners in a fight like the one between myself and Marisol...well...except for me.

She laughs wickedly and immediately continues talking to the corner.

~Cheeka~
For all the hype and anticipation I'd say we lived up to it all. But MiMi just didn't have it in her to go all the way. I did. Kat didn't believe it. You all didn't believe it. But I think deep down inside Marisol knew. I have nothing to hide, she put up a fight. She didn't beg for it to stop, or give up. I had to destroy her pretty little face to put an end to her tyranny. But I did. I was victorious. And that's all there is to it.

Cheeka's face can't be seen but it's more than obvious that she's smiling like a kid on Christmas morning as she stares into that corner, cackling like a witch as she recalls her work.

~Cheeka~
Congratulations, Marisol, you're on your way out. It had to happen some time. I'm pleased to have been a part of that. My feet will go into Wrestling Hall of Fame history with you. I might even donate the boots I used. I'm no longer your hostage, your slave, your student. I'm free, free at last.........

Cheeka suddenly lunges to her feet and turns around in a rage, screaming loudly at the camera.

~Cheeka~
BUT NO ONE ELSE IS. They deserve to be freed. I'll free them. I can do it! They all worship you, they, they....CRIED when I squashed your head into the steel like a MELON!!! CRIED! You don't deserve that power over me and you don't deserve that power over anyone else and I'll free them all. ONE. BITCH. AT A TIME! Your ivory tower is coming CRASHING to the ground.

Cheeka regains her composure and catches her breath, falling to her knees as her jacket loosens. She glares into the camera with an empty, emotionless expression.



~Cheeka~
My name is Cheeka....and I'm wrestling's reckoning.

[Brandon]

The ReAction crew showed up right on schedule to confront Genesis only a mere few moments after the TV Championship King of the Mountain match was over. Without hesitation, before they could ask Genesis anything. He cuts them off.

Genesis: "Don't say anything. I know what you're gonna ask. All you guys have to do right now is shut up and listen to what I have to say. No need to ask the stupid, and obvious questions that you people hinder me with week after week to the point that I become nauseated.

First off, Christopher Daniels. I heard what you had to say just now. Let's get something straight. You never stood a chance in hell of beating me. Not tonight. Not next week. Not last week. Not ever! Why? Because like a certain wrestling legend once said. "You can't cut the mustard" in GZWA. In other words, you suck pal. You're nothing more than an agitated, angry bitter mess. Go home to the City of Angels. So that you may sulk in your own puddle of mediocrity. You pinned me 1,2,3 tonight, when the pinfall didn't mean a damn thing. Much less translate into a victory for you. Bottom line, just like always. You can't get the job done. So you run to the camera's and point the finger at someone else for your failures. Gee, who hasn't done that routine before, hmm? If you want the attention. Then go someplace else. Go to Chicago, so that you can be rocked & cradled into the loving arms of Ring of Honor wrestling. The one, and only place that you actually mattered in. Cause around here? I'll do like I've done everyone else since regaining my title. I'll load up my gun and shoot you between the eyes every time you even think of associating your name with mine.

To the creepy "Masked Man" *sarcasm*. Don't know who you're obviously. Frankly, I don't care to know you. What your agenda is with me, and even with that negative nancy Christopher Daniels is? I don't know and I don't care. Matter of fact. You should be ashamed for even associating my name with his to begin with. Bottom line. If you got something to get off your chest with me. Come see me in person. Stupid drawings and word puzzles aren't gonna get you anywhere. If its a challenge for the Television Championship you want? No need to get all mysterious and mystique on everyone. Just take a number and get in line with the rest of the fallen. Straight and simple. Otherwise, fuck *beep* off!

As for my match tonight? Given that our Women's Champion and our World Champion have been dethroned. I'm sure everyone thought that I was going to lose my title tonight as well. Well... surprise! Sorry to disappoint the masses but the belt IS still around my waist. As it will always be, and continue to be so. Until the day I choose to step down from my throne and move on to bigger and better things.

As it relates to CM Punk? I'll admit, some of the things you said tonight. Hit a nerve with me. But at the end of the day. Your little distractions and mini pipebombs did nothing for you, or your boyfriend. I want you tune in real closely to this week's Prime-Time. Because I got a little surprise for you and Maddoxxx that I'm sure you're gonna love. Because I'm gonna do what you've failed to do since the day you stepped foot back into the hallowed halls of GZWA. Entertain the masses!

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Genesis said with a big smile on his face. When he began to walk away. One of the members of ReAction asked him about the situation regarding Maryse & Mariah.

Genesis: "Let's just say... that when it comes to the two women that... arguably, are the center of my universe? *chuckles* If feels DAMN GOOD... to be the King! If ya know what I mean."[/color][/font]

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[Tia Brooks]

Waiting outside of the Diva's Locke Room, ReAction is ready to hear from Malita Conera. Running impatient, ReAction knocks on the loker room door.

ReAction: Miss Conera, are you in there?

Malita peeks her head out from behind the door.

"Yeah, but I am in just my lingerie, if you guys don't mind."

Malita giggles as the ReAction crew jaws drop.

ReAction: We don't mind, just want to get this interview started.

Malita comes from behind the door and shuts it.

"Well, what do you guys want to talk about?"

ReAction: Wow! I mean, never mind. First question, are you upset losing to Tia Brooks tonight and most importantly, are you shocked about her actions at the end of the match?

Malita smiles.

"You know, I am not upset at all. I've stated before the match that win or lose, I wanted to end the tension between us. Tia just happened to be the victor in the match. But I made sure I gave it my all tonight. As for her show of kindness towards me, I am beyond happy. I feel like I have awaken the old Tia that I use to know in the EWW. I can only hope she continues to stay this way. I never want us to fight like this again. I am glad that I have my friend back."

ReAction: One more question before we let you go, what's next for Malita Conera?

"Great question! As of now, I am going to continue on give it my all in this business and I am ready to take on some new opponents. This is not the end of Malita Conera in the GZWA, not by a long shot. This is only the beginning. Excuse me guys, I have to finish getting ready."

ReAction: Thank you Miss Conera for your time.

[Tia Brooks]

As ReAction was about to walk away from the Diva's Locker Room, after talking to Malita Conera, Tia Brooks walks out with her hands on her hips.

"Where do you think you guys are going?"

ReAction: Oh, Tia, we didn't know you were in there. Now that we do have you, we would like to ask you a few questions. First of all, congrats on your win tonight. But lets get down to business, what is going through the mind of Tia Brooks? Is the old Tia back?

"Well, for starters, thank you. But to answer your question, there is no old Tia. I have been Tia Brooks my whole life. If you are talking about what happened after my match with Malita tonight, I was just doing what was right. I was showing her respect. I have a very long history with Malita and not once she have given up in a match against me. Yeah, we might have had our fall out these past months, but I am over that now. That is old news to me. What matters now is that we are able to have a friendship again. I was just doing what I know she would have done after the match. Showing respect. Something that alot of these newer divas don't do. I have been in the wrestling business for quite some time now and I have never had any problems giving and receiving respect from veteran divas. But times are changing. We are getting girls joining this business for the wrong reasons, who think that they are all cute and can't put up a match. Then we have some ladies that were great at one point in their career, who now have no confidence and self respect for themselves and let these young girls run all over them. There is only a great few of us who can still hold our own and not give up. What I am saying is, I give respect to the women of this business who give a damn and really matter. For all of them other chicks, it is on to the next one."

ReAction: Speaking of on to the next one, what is next for you Tia? Also, what do you think about our new GZWA Women's Champion?

"Well, I don't know at this moment of what is next to come. But all I have to say is that for my next opponent to be ready and bring your A-Game. And if you are some little priss who just walked in fresh, then move along. I want a challenge. As for the Women's Champion, congrats Mei. You were one of the girls in this company who have gave me problems, but at the same time just like Malita, you have earned my respect. Just some words of advice, hold on to that title honey, because you are a human target. And if you are still holding that championship when I get my shot again at it, then our feud may rekindle."

ReAction: Thank you for your time Tia.

"Wait, before I go, I would like to issue a challenge to any real woman wrestler at PrimeTime. I think it is time for the GZWA Universe to be entertained by us true queens of the ring. That's all."

[Xion Zeros]

The cameras find the doctors treating Mariah as she holds an ice pack over bruised face. Most of the blood has been cleaned away with several bandages decorating her face. She sighs heavily as she's examined for any fractures and any other possible injuries.

Suddenly the door opens as Serena Dent walks into the room, with a concerned look on her face. Taking a few steps closer to Mariah, she just sighs seeing her friend in such a condition.

Serena: "Cheeka is one hell of a bitch. But you did a phenomenal job out there. You deserved to be the winner."

She looks up at Serena defeated and winces in pain a bit as the doctor begins stitching one of the bigger wounds on the side of her head closed. She brushes her violet hair out of the way and comments, "Thanks, but I didn't care about winning. I just wanted to get my friend back, but it's obvious all traces of her were lost just like all of my blood, sweat, and tears out there. I didn't think she would go this far, Serena."

"I understand, but now, you'll just have to move on. She showed her true colors, she showed how she feels about you and everybody else in this company and you will have to accept that and let her be. Although, I think I have something that might cheer you up at least slightly."

Mariah perks up, "I suppose you're right. The chicks left the nest and this mother hen can't protect them anymore, no matter how hard I try." She smiles at Serena's last remark and adds, "What's that? Cheeka's release papers?"

"As delightful as it sounds, nope, but I believe it will be something still worth of your attention. As you remember, last week I not only managed to get married, but also gave birth to my little joy Alexandria."

Mariah bursts into cheers, aww's and claps as Serena just smiled brightly. "And with all these new roles and duties I have to take on, I decided to pass on my position as commissioner of GZWA to you.... At least for a little while."

Mariah looks surprised, "Seriously, me? You gotta be kidding. I know I'm in no shape to be competing again, but I'm nowhere near qualified to fill in your shoes around here."

The doctor finishes the stitches, allowing Mariah to let her hair down to cover the wound as Mariah thinks about the offer. She adds, "But then again, I could have some 'fun' with the new job and all - at least until you get back, of course. You're gonna have to let me see my godchild when I'm a bit more 'presentable' to the public."

She grins.

"Of course, I can't wait for you to finally see her. But, I have some bad news as well." She sighed lightly as she really didn't know from what to start. "Umm... While you were preparing for the match, Genesis was doing some preparations of his own. And his rituals included kisses from an old flame by the name of Maryse."

Mariah stands up out of rage before the doctor urges her to sit back down as she hasn't been properly treated and she doubles over in pain. Climbing back onto the bench, she turns back to Serena, "I should've known that jackass was going to stab me in the back. I knew he was a snake and I still let him bite me. You know what, screw him. If he wants Maryse then he can have her. I'm not playing second fiddle to anyone and I'm definitely not letting him touch me after locking lips with that Barbie doll."

She smiles devilishly, "You know what, I've made up my mind. I'll take the job, Serena. I'm MORE than happy to fill in for you. Maybe I can find a few ways to make life living hell for my 'favorite' people in GZWA. Just one question, when can I start?"

Serena had a devilish grin crossing her face as she knew that Mariah will do her proud and even more. "You can start right now. And don't forget... Have fun."

The doctor finishes looking Mariah over after cleaning her wounds and finishing her stitches. "You seem to be alright, Miss Cruz. Nothing broken, but I don't even want to see you in a wrestling ring for at least 6-8 weeks from that abuse you've taken tonight. You were lucky to walk away with a few bruised ribs and a minor case of neck sprain. If that match continued any longer you would've been in a wheelchair."

Mariah sighs in relief, "Thanks, doc. I'll definitely take it easy for a while."

She then looks back at Serena, "I'm definitely going to have TONS of fun. My EX-boyfriend Genesis is going to experience that first hand on Primetime."

"Well, I can't wait to see your debut." Both of the ladies grinned wickedly at each other as the scene slowly faded to black.

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Outside of the GZWA building, the camera crew catches Kat limping out of the building, holding her arm while wiping blood from her face. They begin to follow her and ask her for what she thinks, which she ignores until finally stopping. She responds to their bugging of her by spitting blood on the camera and kicks it out of the crew member's hands, a look of despair on her face.

Kat: Fuck you and your questions.

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She begins to walk away once more, before screaming in anger, quickly followed by turning around and banging her head into the wall repeatedly for a few moments. She drops and sits down, the camera still recording her while she talks to herself.

Kat: It looks like you were right about Katrina all along, Katie... I should have known better.[/color]

Looking to her side as though someone were sitting beside her and speaking to her, Kat nods, a smirk on her face, and speaking in a more grizzled voice.

Katie: Of course I was. When am I not? It's obvious who you really care for. If you did the right thing, you'd have the world title right now, you stupid little idiot.[/color]

Her expression shifts to a look of grim emotion and she drops her head to the ground, speaking in a weeping voice.

Kat: It doesn't matter how I feel about her. She cares about someone else.[/color]

Throwing her head back up, she looks to her right and lets out a sigh in anger, growling as she speaks.

Katie: Never stopped you before, did it? You used to be willing to set the world on fire, now you can't even tell the truth. Pathetic...[/color]

Dropping her head once more, she stands up and rubs her head. Looking at the blood over her hands, she starts to cry, putting her hands over her face. Her sobbing quickly changes into laughter as she moves her hands over her head, covering her hair in the blood.

Kat: I'm young...Time to burn brighter than the sun.[/color]

Holding her arm, Kat begins to limp away from the camera's sight, giggling while wincing in pain.[/font][/center]

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After Slammiversary was over we see a extremely pissed off Angelina inside the middle of the ring looking at all the empty seats.She's pissed off that once again she lost another match but also screwed her best well, ex best friend Velvet Sky during her match helping Morgan get the victory.Angelina walks over towards the ropes leaning on them looking out as noise was heard as we see the Apex Predator Randy Orton making his way down the ramp in his t-shirt making his way inside the ring



Angelina Love:What are you doing here?

Angelina asked him as she walks away from the ropes to let him inside the ring.Once Randy enters inside he leans by the turnbuckle staring at her

Randy Orton:I had a feeling you'd be here.You okay?

Angelina Love:No,Randy i'm not.Once again as usual i lost another match.I just screwed the only friend i had left in this company.I'm just not cut out for this ...i need a break

she says as Randy nods his head as he knows the feeling.He himself also lost yet again tonight but he knows how to deal with it

Randy Orton:Angel...

Angelina Love:Randy, don't try to talk me out of it.I already gave Kyle my final notice and after i say goodbye to you im leaving GZWA forever

she told him as he sighs deeply wishing he could talk some sence into her but he can see her mind's all made up.He nods his head slowly

Randy Orton:if that's the way you want it.I understand.I won't like it but i get where your coming from

Angelina Love:But it's not like im leaving you empty handed

she says as Randy gives her a confused look

Randy Orton:your not?

Angelina Love:Nope, in fact she was planning on saving her return but she insisted on telling you before her debut on the next show

she says as Randy becomes more confused then ever as he heard footsteps as a familiar blonde woman wearing a low cut black dress makes her way down the ramp as Randy chuckles




Randy Orton:I'll be damned...is there anybody you don't know?

he said helping the woman inside the ring as they shared a hug

Woman:Miss me?

Randy Orton:Your damn right i have...

Angelina Love:i told you you'll be in good hands

Randy Orton:i'll miss you though Angel

he says looking at her as Angel nods her head.After breaking the hug.Angel hugs Randy as the woman smiles

Woman:You know you don't have to do this right?

the woman said as Angelina released the hug

Angelina Love:I know...but it's for the best.Thanks again for doing this

she says as the woman nods her head.Angel hugs her before taking one last look at the arena

Angelina Love:I'm going to miss you guys

she says before exiting the ring.After watching her disappear one final time the woman walks upto Randy with a smirk

Woman:how much fun are we going to have now that i'm back?

she says with a giggle as Randy chuckles

Randy Orton:You don't always have to be the troublemaker you know

Woman:how long have known me?

Randy Orton:too long to count.Let's get out of here

he says helping her out of the ring as they walk up the ramp.Randy thought to himself knowing they better watch out for this troublemaker because GZWA won't know what hit them.The woman looks at him after he let's out a laugh

Woman:What's so funny?

Randy Orton:Nothing...just does anybody know your here yet other than myself?

Woman:Nope...but they will soon enough my boy...i so cannot wait

she giggles evily while Randy shook his head before fading as it fades to black

[The Bradley Clan]

The ReAction crew, led by Trent Lewis, walks into the trainer's room as Mike Bradley is being taped up around his abdomen after being chokeslammed through the announce table during the Slammiversary main event. Oddly, Mike is smiling and chuckling, though wincing in pain when he laughs too hard. Trent approaches the Brookline Brawler.

"Mike, it's safe to say you had an eventful evening here at Slammiversary from beginning to end.... wait, why are you laughing?"

Mike continues to laugh uncontrollably, still wincing occasionally. He grabs the microphone out of Trent's hand.

"Why am I laughing? Because despite that chokeslam, I'm in a good mood! And if you announced yourself as loudly as I did tonight, you'd be in a good mood too!"

Trent Lewis remains puzzled as Mike sticks the microphone back in his face..

"At any rate, what are your thoughts on tonight's events?"

Mike chuckles.

"My thoughts, Chris Hansen? My thoughts? I think I proved my point pretty well that I deserved to be in the King of the Mountain match, not only by making my presence felt during the match, but also by squeezing the life - and the GZWA career - out of old Rat Face! I said he'd pay for screwing me out of my title shot, and he did. So, to those of you who were as sick of Sandow as I was - You're welcome!"

Mike winces again as the trainers finish taping his ribs.

"Bruised ribs, huh? Guess I dodged a bullet. No breaks, nothing more serious. It's whatever, I'm not gonna be slowed down. After Slammiversary, I've got a sizable hit list, and I'll get to work on it on the next Primetime. I assure you, my climb to the top of GZWA is gonna continue, and there'll be bodies left in my wake."

After the trainers get out of the way, Mike puts a fresh shirt on.

"And who's on that list, Mike?"

Mike smirks.

"A lot of people. And they all have to do with Slammiversary one way or another. Justice. Randy Orton. The Undertaker. And most of all, the new GZWA Champion, AJ Styles. Listen up, children - if you don't want to end up like Damien Sandow did tonight, I strongly suggest you steer clear of me, because AJ Styles won't be king of the GZWA mountain for much longer."

And if you don't know, now you know!

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Mike takes out a sharpie and autographs the camera lens before heading off.[/i][/center]

[Samuel]

After a change of clothes, Maryse struts out of the arena. The cameras begin to flash and the wind picks up and catches her blond hair. Her cell phone is ringing and the ringtone is Christina Aguilera's Your Body. On looking fans hear the music and the scene appears to be going in slow motion with the perfect background music. Maryse strikes a pose and runs her hand through her signature blond locks and gives a seductive look to the cameras.

The male fans in the audience all stir and begin cheering wildly as Maryse begins to be surrounded by the press covering Slammiversary. The ReAction host reaches her first and it is to him that this vixen flashes a smile and bats her long lashes before cocking an eyebrow and leaning over to kiss him gently on the cheek. Maryse softly purrs as she stands erect and laughs out loud at the now beet red face on the man's face. Slowly regaining his composure he shakily brings the microphone to position and begins his ReAction interview.

ReAction Host: Maryse, last week you returned to Primetime and announced your return, but tonight it seems that you put a personal touch on the delivery of that message to the Television Champion Genesis. So what is going on there? Are you attempting to rekindle the flame there?

Maryse scoffs at the question which in her mind was clearly the stupidest question that he could have possibly chosen to start the interview with. She purses her lips to show her disapproval and rolls her eyes before stepping closer to the man in a sweet yet aggressive manner.

Maryse: Maryse does not try to do anything! If something is to be done then I do it and get it right on the first try.

ReAction Host: So then would you say that after Genesis did not succumb to your advances tonight and still opted to "give it time" that you failed at what you set out to do?

Maryse glares at the host now and shifts her weight to her right leg and refrains from slapping him across the face. She instead grabs his face and yanks it close to hers while the fire shoots out of her eyes and into his.

Maryse: Who are you? Who do you think you are? You are disrespectful!

Maryse shoves his face backwards and stands there smirking at the host as he fidgets nervously and attempts to apologize for driving the French Canadian to anger. Maryse looks him up and down as if sizing him up and folds her arms across her chest.

Maryse: I do not accept your apology!

Pathétique petit homme! Qui croit-il qu'il me parle comme ça. Je lui ai dit clairement que je réussisse dans tout ce que je fais. Ugh la stupidité de ces gens ordinaires qu'ils trouvent pour produire ces segments agace tout simplement moi.

_{Translation: Pathetic little man! Who does he think he is speaking to me like that. I clearly just told him that I succeed in everything that I do. Ugh the stupidity of these common people that they find to produce these segments simply annoys me.}

Realizing that "The Sultry Diva" could lash out physically at any moment the host wisely chooses to drop the topic...for now.

ReAction Host: During your return at Primetime, you sent the former Women's Champion Beth Phoenix a message, with her losing the title do you still plan to go after "The Glamazon"?

Maryse: Why would I do that? She is just as irrelevant now as she was entering that match tonight. There is no use for Beth Phoenix here or at any company. The only thing she is good at is looking ugly when standing next to moi and getting injured. The message I sent was that I'm the next Women's Champion.

ReAction Host: So with Mei Long winning the championship tonight, that means that she is clearly in your cross-hairs now correct?

Maryse: Oh you mean Gail Kim version negative 2.0? I have dealt with Gail Kim multiple times and this TJ Maxx version will be just as easy to defeat.

Maryse pauses in her rant for a moment and she shrugs her shoulders and opens her hands while speaking with a devious look plastered on her face.

Maryse: Though she does have potential, breaking up A.J. Styles' marriage and playing all innocent and coy about it. Impressive.

Shocked that Maryse just paid a female employee of the GZWA a compliment (of sorts) catches the host off guard and he stumbles and quickly regains his footing. He pauses wondering if it was a truly a compliment since it was centered around someone else's misery. He slightly shrugs and reaches down to his testosterone storage cylinders and boldly revisits the topic that nearly caused him physical harm from before.

ReAction Host: Well isn't that what you are doing with this love triangle of Genesis and Mariah? Sure he kissed you but not one person would believe that you didn't plan on a physical ending of some sort.

Maryse flashes an angelic smile at the host and ever so gently shrugs her shoulders and raises her eyebrow and purses her lips.

Maryse: Maryse cannot break up what is "happy home" to begin with yes? Allow me to explain to you something, Mariah is the home wrecker here! Genesis an I never officially broke up, so she is the putain (whore) here. Cheeka may be...how you Americans say.."Off her rocker" but she explained just how MiMi operate. She pretends to be so lovable and "Miss Morality" but look at what she do.

ReAction Host: So Mariah is the bad guy here? Well what are your thoughts on this, just moments ago, Mariah was named interim Commissioner while Serena Dent is on maternity leave.

Maryse: Well if she is as pure and innocent as she proclaims, then no one have anything to worry about. But we all know that she is not and you will see the real Mariah at Primetime when she go out of her way to seek "revenge" on the people who she has been screwing over but she tells everyone they screw her. Perhaps too much of that tacky purple dye has seemed into her brain and she is cuckoo.

Maryse snickers and looks at the camera and imitates the cuckoo sign by rotating her finger around the side of her head.

ReAction Host: Last question, are you formally going to talk to Mariah about the kiss? What is next for you and Genesis?

Maryse: I owe Mariah nothing, but perhaps it is time for the two of us to talk. Genesis asked for time and that is exactly what he is going to get. He asked for time, but he no describe the meaning of that request so it is left to my interpretation. To find out what that means, you will just have to tune-in to Primetime this week to find out.

Maryse steps back and bends over and stands up executing her signature hair flip much to the delight of the crowd before winking and blowing a kiss at them. She sashays off towards the awaiting car and gets in and the car drives away into the night.

[❤Rose❤]

The PPV is over and a really bad damaged Amanda is on her way back to her locker room. Her whole body is full of bloody cuts and really bad bruises and she hardly is able to walk alone, but she still refuses the help of the medics. Amanda is a proud and strong woman and she needs no help, at least she doesn't want any. She is glad that she was able to leave the ring alone and even now she would never admit how weak she is after this Hell of a fight. Now she reaches her locker room and a few medics take care of all her injuries. It hurts, but she bites her teeth and makes no noise. Then the interviewing team enters her room to ask her some questions about her match and all the stuff that happened at the PPV, but Amanda isn't in the mood to talk a d only growls. Even though she's really bad damaged, she still looks dangerous enough to make the camera team shy back a bit.

~Amanda~
Fuck, leave me alone with your fucking questions.

Now the medics begin to bandage her and the camera team doesn't exactly know what to say. Amanda sits on her chair and it seems that she really isn't interested in what happens around her and with her. She is pretty relaxed and lights a cigarette.

~Amanda~
But to make you happy, I will tell you one thing. I loved this match and especially I loved the ending. Too bad that Carnage was knocked out so fast, haha ....I wish I would have had the chance to really kill him. But anyway, I think it was enough to end his career and I really hope that this motherfucker spends the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
But that's not all, see this as the beginning of my terror reign and as a warning to all the others if they step into the ring against me. That's their fate and I will show no mercy to them. I don't give a fuck if I cripple anybody and believe me, I have no remorse, no, I even enjoy it. And now take your fucking asses out of my room.

The camera team is really shocked to see her so violent a d they leave her locker room without asking any further questions. The medics still take care for all her injuries, but now she has enough and stands up, at least she tries it. But as she stands she reaches to her chest and presses her hand on her heart. For a moment she becomes pale and has problems to breath and the medics wanna bring her to the hospital, but then she pushes them back.

~Amanda~
I don't need your fucking help.

It seems that she feels a bit better again and now she stumbles out of her room, then the scene fades to black.

[G]

Walking briskly down the halls, in a hoodie and jeans, his hands in his hoodie pocket, Jon Moxley, still a wide grin on his face, he purposely stops in front of the reaction crew. He just stands there for a bit, smiling. Soon, his body language changes, as does his facial expression, waiting for questions, giving off a warning glare.



The second the Reaction crew turns to him, he puts his grin back on, stepping closer to them, he wraps his arm around the one interviewer, putting his finger over the mans lips, stopping him from talking, as Moxley speaks.

"Word around the arena, is poor old, now somewhat deformed MVP has left the building, and probably won't even be back, and that, it just warms my blackened heart so much, because it means my point was made, loud and clear. Without saying a thing..."

Moxley pauses for a second taking his finger off the interviewers lips, taking his attention and putting it all on his own hands. He curls his fingers and lets out a chuckle, raising his head up, he speaks again.

"When I stuck my fingers into his mouth, and I fishhooked that loud mouths cheeks, I knew, I just knew I could stretch, his cheeks over his own face, I thought I was doing him a favor, he enjoys talking, you spread the cheeks far enough, you can talk more, but he didn't enjoy it, and I didn't understand why. Why what I was doing was so wrong, then everyone came out to get me off him, I knew I did something bad, but what?"

Moxley sighs, staring back at his hands, which slowly begin to shake, as he continuously curls his fingers.

"When I went to the back, there was just a bit of blood on my hands, I knew it was MVP's, and I felt bad that I made him bleed, I was just trying to help, but then, as I just stood there, staring at my hands, I got this overwhelming urge to taste it, so I did, and it turned me on, the taste of another man's blood on my own hands.."

Moxley's brows curl, and his focus shifts to the man, who's staring at him like he's crazy. Unsure why, Moxley looks back at his hands, then at the man, he raises his hand up and shoves his fingers into the mans mouth, speaking loudly, but not quite yelling.

"See? Do you taste it, do you feel it!?"

Moxley presses the man up against the wall and uses his other hand to reach down to the man, grabbing his junk confused, feeling it and glaring into the mans eyes.

"Does it not turn you on? Does someone not like the taste of a loud mouth, disrespectful little bitch!?"

Moxley let's go and pushes the man out of the way, completely out of view, he turns his attention back to the camera, sliding his fingers into his mouth, sucking on each of them, as if he just finished eating a piece of juicy chicken.

"Maybe it's just me, maybe I'm just that screwed up! MAYBE!"

Moxley slides his hands back into his hoodie pocket, calming himself, he smiles once more, and leans into the camera, whispering straight into it.

"Maybe not."

[Heartbreaker]

Dressed in a pair of dark skinny jeans and a black Avenged Sevenfold hooded jacket, Lise Starr was facing the camera with a calm expression on her face. She would run a hand through her dark hair which was a little damp and starting to curl due to just showering. She’s had a pretty good night and what does she have to say on Reaction about the events of the pay-per-view?

“I wasn’t exactly there until the end but I’m just happy about my team winning. I promised that Team Heartbreaker would be victorious and it happened with the help of Calamity Brooks and Tara who were great partners. This whole little thing with Angelus is over then and what’s next for me? An obvious answer here, I am going to keep winning as many matches as I can until I get a shot at the Women’s Championship. It shouldn’t be a problem because one: I am still undefeated despite being in the Vicious Lock earlier tonight and two: I defeated our new champion Mei Long a while ago.”

Folding her arms, Lise briefly looked around the backstage area she was standing in and looked back at the camera.

“Another thing, it’s pretty crazy to think that this place is two years-old now. I remember walking through these doors for the first time back in 2010 and wondering what would happen during my time here. Quite a bit I’d say, especially with Mariah but there are a lot of things that I need to do. Going back to the Women’s Championship; I want to hold it. What’s better than one of GZWA’s best women holding the title? Everyone knows I put on a great performance and could you imagine the classic matches I’d create? It would be perfect for a future History of the GZWA Women’s Championship DVD... maybe one of them being Lise Starr versus April Lee? Let’s hope so.”

Flashing a smile, Lise would unfold her arms and leave the scene.

["The Superior God" Double S]

Just how it was preached, Double S delivered on his promise that his rival Joel hall would fall. What next would everyone be asking? They were about to find out. As the ReAction begins now. Double S: Tonight was a great night for me, and for GZWA. As you heard on more than one occasion that Joel Hall was going to get massacred. Shouted this out way ahead of time so he would work his ass off to prepare for the most uphill battle in his life. When God comes to condemn you for your crimes, be prepared for the punishment coming to you. There is nothing you can do. Call the sheriff, call the national guard, call a fuckin army for all I care! Its nothing GOING TO MATTER! I will rise above all, and shut you down as Satin intended. Everyone better start taking notice. Joel isn't the only one around here about to pay for their crimes. Who you may ask could be a possible next choice? There's many to go around. Undertaker comes to mind. He's been faking his way through his whole wrestling career. Parading around like a "Dead Man." Satin is not amused, and wants his gimmick back. AJ Styles is another one that comes to mind. He's got my title around his waist right now. A title that should be mine if it wasn't for the fallen Joel Hall sticking his nose in my business. Styles has it coming. That "victory" as you call it, wasn't that. And you know it. Seconds away from tapping like the bitch you are by "God's hand." Only the beginning.

[Deleted]

Inside of his locker room, Cody Rhodes can be heard arguing with April Lee loudly. It is clear from the voices inside that Cody is angry at April, presumably taking his anger out on her after both lost their matches. After several sounds of knocking, presumably Cody punching the wall, he kicks the door open angrily, almost knocking the camera crew to the ground. A sarcastic smirk appears on his face, only for it to shift into a look of rage. Dressed up and holding his bags, he looks back at April inside the room.

Cody:

[/color] You know what? You and everyone else here can go to hell! I'm going to that idiot Xion Zeros and quitting this stupid hellhole so I can get back to the WWE! I'm moving on to bigger and better things than this, but you can stay here all you want April!

Noticing the camera crew in front of him, he simply does his standard of pushing them out of his way as he stomps ahead. The camera crew look inside the door and see April sitting down, her hand resting on her forehead as she sighs. Upon noticing them herself, she rushes to the door.

April: GET LOST![/color]

Before even finishing her sentence, she slams the door on the camera crew.[/font][/center]

[Samuel]

Slammiversary is over and the lights, camera, action is now happening throughout the arena and the press area outside is buzzing with GZWA Superstars and Divas who are leaving the arena to go celebrate their victories or lick their wounds before the next Primetime appearance. Samuel Chatman steps out of his locker room with giggling girls surrounding him. He points towards the exit and they scamper off to await "The Crown Prince". Samuel walks towards to the ReAction area and sees another person being interviewed so he orders a drink at the bar and leans against the bar.

He is spotted by the media and they all crowd him and after an awkward stare-down between the ReAction host and himself, Samuel grins and reaches out to shake the host's hand but the host jerks away not knowing what to expect from Samuel. Samuel shakes his head and grabs the man by the jacket and pulls him closer and into interview position. Samuel turns his attention back to his glass and impatiently waits on the ReAction host who is dusting himself off and shaking his head at the jerk that Samuel Chatman had become.

ReAction Host: Sam...you know what I don't have to take this crap from you. Do your own d@mn ReAction interview!

The ReAction host walks off unable to control his emotions after thinking about the abuse he is subjected to when dealing with those who consider themselves to good to even treat him like a human being when conducting these interviews. Samuel was someone he had grown accustomed to conducting sane and pleasant interviews with but after last week he was acting far worse than some of those people who proclaimed themselves to be the best in the business ever had. It didn't help that he was prone to violence without warning as well. Samuel looks at the man walk away to a safe distance before looking at the camera and letting his natural ability shine through for the second time this evening.

Samuel Chatman: Another one bites the dust I see. That isn't the first time tonight that you've seen that happen America. Tonight the other two men that claimed that they would dethrone The Crown Prince during the Superstar PPV Opener found out the hard way what happens when you come into my kingdom and threaten to take away my crown. What's that you ask America? Wasn't there four people in the match? Yeah there was four but only three of them were men, the other was a Diva's Career Manager named Randy Orton. He was so focused on Angelina's match that he was a non mutha-f*ckin factor in this particular match.

Samuel looks into the camera with a genuinely disappointed frown on his face and shakes his head.

Samuel Chatman: One person in particular that got under my skin was that mediocre at best f*cktard Robert Roode. It seems that big ole' Bobby took exception to what I had to say about him and how everyone ignores him when I was on SportsWeek. That guy came at me like it was personal or something. Look Bobby, I can't help it that you aren't good enough to capture the attention of the Undertaker. Why would he waste his legacy and star power on some guy who was so lame he started out wrestling with the name "Total" Lee Awesome...Really? That was supposed to rocket you to great heights? The only time in your career that you were slightly relevant was during the Beer Money phase and that was all because of James Storm. He carried that team and now that you have no one to carry your a*s you are back where you belong in the show openers.

The difference with me and you is I was in the opener because of the timing of my return, you were there because no one wants to smear their rise to the top with s*it. Face it Bobby just like you attempts to get Taker's attention you Sir are a Big Fat Failure Turtle. You think you're "God's Gift to Wrestling" Bit*h I'm God's Gift to the World, you come at me like that again in or out of the ring and we are gonna have a f*ckin' problem.

The anger was radiating off of Samuel Chatman and those around him backed off a little. Samuel cracks his knuckles and takes a deep breath trying to calm himself down.

Samuel Chatman: Look I don't wanna look like a bully picking on a man who is now clearly down on his luck, he put himself in that position the second he signed the contract to participate in a match that featured Samuel Chatman. Besides he the one who popped off at the mouth about me, I simply did what Daddy does best and I showed him just who I am and just what I can do. Personally I feel like this guy makes a mockery out of sport and I am dead set on getting rid of all the people who don't take this job seriously. You got something else to say Bobby? Come see me if you do and we'll settle this like men. Take notes Randy because this is what happens in the Men's divisions, step your game up. All you Superstars in the GZWA better step your game up because I'm coming for each and every one of you until I reach the top and the Prince becomes the King!

Samuel turns to walk off from the camera and as he passes the ReAction host, he jumps at him scaring the man before laughing and walking off to go party the night away.

[G]

Moments after the returning Crown Prince's Reaction, the very same host that left Samuel, walks up behind Bobby Roode, who's just standing idly by, staring at the newly posted Release list. His arms crossed, he examines it, reading it over and over, lost in his own thoughts, the Reaction Host breaks the silence.

ReAction Host: Robert Roode, we're sorry to bother you, but first, we have to ask, your first Slammiversary here in GZWA, did it go at all how you hoped, and what are your thoughts on how it did go?

Roode takes his attention off the paper and turns his focus towards the Host, his mouth opens up, and he almost speaks, but first holds the paper up to the Host.

"What the hell is this? This some kind of joke? What, am I going to just move on, and then "out of nowhere" the lights go out, and there he is? NO! I'll tell you what this is, it's pure bullshit. The Undertaker, gone? Released, the guy who comes here, the DAY I make my debut, goes on and on about his "Holy Grail" has a freaking Wedding on live Television, qualifies for the Main Event of this company's biggest Pay Per View of the year, LOSES, and then leaves. I guess it's better to leave before I got to him, at least now he left while he was still able.

Did the Slammiversary go how I hoped it would? Yes, it did, it absolutely did, One Hundred and Ten Percent it did, I go into every match expecting to lose, I don't even see myself in Main Events.

Of course it didn't go how I hoped it would, in a perfect world, right now, you'd be talking to me as your new World Heavyweight Champion, or even your new Television Champion, but for whatever reason, I wasn't even in a qualifying match. However, my thoughts on it, AJ Styles, the new Ground Zero, World Heavyweight Champion, Genesis, STILL Television Champion, usually, I'd care about these two results just a little bit more than I do now, but for once, it's not about the Gold, what we all witnessed tonight, was Highway Robbery, the Opening match, was mine to win, not someone who thinks they can return on MY night, and steal it from me. On top of that, talk and talk and talk down to me. I'm the IT Factor, I'm what everyone on this rosters wishes they could be. The Crown Prince is just jealous, as he should be. See, The Undertaker, it's already in the past, I'm moving on. Next Week, Primetime, marks the Genesis, of Bobby Roode, and you can take that to the bank."

["The Superior God" Double S]

HIGH WAY BLOODY FUCKING ROBBERY! An animated Angelus shouts in rage after her team coming up short in the big tag match. SHE WANTS TO TALK ABOUT ME BEING A POOR SPORT? AND SHE PULLS THAT CRAP!? She paces around for a moment while gathering her thoughts. This is NOT OVER! Not by a long shot. She thinks she is just going to go, and steal my spots for championship. HELL NO! I'm the female wrestler on the roster. Hell best wrestler period, and superior to everyone here. Last thing I will do is set back, and do nothing. Starts pacing again. Thinking of what her next move is. Whether or not Angelus' name is on the card. Still thinking, and pacing, and stops every time she begins to speak. You all will realize what I am capable. NO ONE IS SAFE! She storms off

[Kayda Erikson]

"The Phenomenal" AJ Styles is sitting in the locker room after his rollercoaster of a night at Slammiversary, still wearing his ring attire. He's sitting on the wooden bench opposite the door, leaning against the wall with his head tilted back against it. His arms are wrapped around the GZWA Heavyweight Championship, draped diagonally across his body and over his right shoulder, his mind playing over the events that had transpired over the course of the evening.

The sound of knocking breaks him out of thought and he takes a deep breath as he sees the ReAction crew in the doorframe of his locker room wanting to get a few words from the new champion. The interviewer raises the microphone to his lips and asks his first question.

AJ, first of all, congratulations on your big win tonight and second championship here in GZWA, that's got to be a great addition to the legacy of "The Phenomenal One."

The microphone is tipped towards AJ for his response, and even though the events that took place at Slammiversary were bittersweet, a smile can be seen on his face as he speaks for the first time as champion.

Thank you! Anyone who knows my career history knows that I'm no stranger to winning championships, but it honestly doesn't matter how many times you win them because every single time feels like the first time. It's true that this is my second time holding gold in GZWA, but I'll tell you now that it's definitely not going to be my last. I plan to hold on to this for a long time.

The interviewer pulls the microphone back and a somber expression washes over his face as he continues.

Now, earlier in the night before your match, we saw you speaking to another individual who was victorious in earning gold tonight, the new GZWA Women's Champion, Mei Long. Unfortunately, your now ex-wife, Wendy, interrupted that with news that the divorce she had gotten without you even knowing had been finalized. Not only are you now a single man, but The Fallen Angel, Christopher Daniels pretty much openly admitted that he was the one who quote unquote "let it slip" about you and Mei's relationship leading up to Wendy's appearance here tonight. Can we get your thoughts about all of that?

As the interviewer was summarizing the dark cloud that had begun AJ's night, he nodded slowly. It still hadn't completely sunk in about everything, and he really wasn't in the mood to discuss it. The microphone is angled towards AJ, who takes a deep breath and looked directly at the camera, ignoring the microphone as his blue eyes narrowed and his tone reflected a combination of anger and pain.

First, I just want to state so that everyone knows that Mei and I are just friends. Second, I really haven't had enough time for everything to really settle in or for me to wrap my head around it all. I don't know if the boys' know or what's going to happen when I get home to Gainesville in the next few days or any of that. I just know that Christopher Daniels went from being a man that I want to beat in that ring for his lack of morals to a prick that I want to fight and cause the kind of pain to him physically that he's caused me emotionally. That's what I have to say about that.

He takes another deep breath and changes the subject, as he tries to focus more on the positive side of the night.

As far as Mei Long becoming Women's Champion, I knew she was going to win tonight and she deserved to. She's had to deal with a lot of things over the last few months, so I'm happy that it finally paid off for her.

The interviewer nods as he continues with his final question, grateful to have gotten the hardest part out of the way.

I appreciate you answering that, AJ. Just one final question before we go...

Sure.

Obviously, winning the GZWA Heavyweight Championship tonight puts a huge target on your back.

AJ nods in agreement.

Do you have any thoughts about what we've heard earlier in the night from some of the other superstars, particularly Mike Bradley and Double S?

AJ smiles and readjusts the title on his shoulder.

I heard what those two said. You even said it yourself, being the Heavyweight Champion puts a target on my back. I've had targets on my back before. Hell, I've been the target of Double S since before I had the Television Championship. This just gives him one more reason to take me out, but I'm not hiding. If Double S wants a chance at this, he knows where to find me.

He pats the title as he makes his statement to Double S.

And Mike Bradley? I've seen your matches, and I know who you are. Like I said before, this belt puts a target on my back. I know that, but you should also know that I'm a fighting champion. So, the same thing goes for you. If you want to step in the ring with me, I'm waiting.

Thank you for your time, AJ.

AJ nods and heads towards the showers, as the camera stays focused on the interviewer for a moment or two before fading out.

[Miss Phoenix.]

GZWA cameras were walking through the back as they hear a bunch of yelling and things crashing in a locker room. Opening the door slowly they see former Women's Champion, Beth Phoenix, basically destroying her locker room while Natalya tries to calm hher down.

Beth, it's not the end of the world. You still have your rematch clause in your contract so you... dodging a shoe that Beth had thrown in her direction. Opening her mouth up to start talking again, she got cut off by an angered Beth.

SHUT UP NATALYA! You know if this was you and your damn title it would be the end of the world. I was ROBBED out there, do you hear me!? The odds were so far against me it was pretty much impossible to win! Seeing the cameramen, Beth stormed over and grabbed the guy holding the main camera by his shirt and drug him into her locker room. COME ON, ask how I feel about losing, I DARE you

Well..h..how was your loss? Beth threw a chair against the back wall as she gets into the camera's face.

I was robbed. Long. I swear this on my career, my and my life. Before it is all said and done I will get what is rightfully mine back and I will destroy you. You better figure out a way to screw me out of my rematch clause because if I get it I will kill you. Pushing aside the camera crew as she storms out of the locker room, the camera pans to Natalya, who just shrugs her shoulders and smiles a bit.

Phoenix's always rise from ashes, Beth is known to do this quite often. Beth is also known to keep her word; you pissed off the wrong bitch

[♡☈ɑ√əη]

Rae| Aah!

*In the privacy of her own home, Raven was getting yoga treatment for her sore-all-over body. Luckily she limped away from the carnage of the Mountain match with a lot of bruised this & that; nothing broken. She hadn’t been in a match that hellacious since a certain Slaughterhouse Prison match a couple years ago. Her body was getting much better as she was now in a matrix position, showing off her unreal flexibility as she was inching her head closer to the back of her feet. She eased herself down into a frontal-split, before pulling back up to seated position showing off for the camera before looking at it through her now messy hair.*



Rae| Yes, everyone, here is your Ultimate Vixen in the midst of rehabilitation. But without something....

*Raven planted her feet firmly on the ground in order to hike her backside in the air, pulling up to a vertical base. Brushing the hair away from her face, Raven started to pace back-&-forth, to & away, from the camera. Once final spin to face the camera again, she crossed her arms while snapping her finger “trying” to remember*

Rae| That gold, shiny thing that fits snug around my waist. What’s it called? That thing that Lucy Lui’s last-minute-addition ass to the match managed to win. Ah, The GZWA Women's Championship! That holy grail of the GZWA Women’s division that each woman in that match shed everything & risked their careers for, even showing up the big boys. But the one problem is I didn’t walk out Slammiversary as champion, but---

*Raven eased down to sit with her legs crossed as she continued*

Rae| I think I’ve found my rhythm against She-Thing. Granted, people thought I was foolish to even go up against her, but that’s what part of this career is about; adapting to new challenges. I’ve adapted to a lot in my career, but nothing like Anya. Without a doubt I can say she’s easily been my strongest of opponents. But as I’ve shown briefly at Slammiversary I refuse to let that stop me & I pushed through that brick wall of a bitch, a better moment being her flying off the stage to a rack of tables.

That “Walk In The Park” comment never left my mind. Just because you’ve been tossing those other bitches around like ragdolls since your debut, don’t think that I can be thrown in that pile *Raven snaps her fingers* Just like that. It don’t work that way with me, hun. See what I pulled out my bag just a couple days before the Pay-Per-View?

*Raven smiled getting back to her feet as she thought back on the sneak attack she delivered to Anya. Not the cleanest way to get over on someone, but Rae’s never been the one to play fair*

Rae| Funny though, you & I have only met in the ring one-on-one once. With you getting the better over me. Every other match after had 1 or 4 other people between us. Hopefully that number can get cut back to just the two of us again as I’m looking forward to another Womano-a-SheBeasto encounter. By now you've learned that I’m not so easy to “swat away” as you think.

*Saying her last words with a glare to the camera, Raven sauntered off, away from the cameras frame of view leaving it to take in the rays of sun blaring down before cutting off*

[Xion Zeros]

Inside the medical room, the doctors can be heard talking to someone clearly not cooperating with them, which turns out to be Kat, blood spluttering from her mouth and forehead while she holds her arm in pain. Her expression is blank, and she rolls her eyes as the doctor examines her. "I get it, I got pretty fucked up. Can I bloody go now?"

A voice is heard from the other room, "Katherine, be a good girl and let them address those wounds."

Kat's eyes widen and she hops to her feet, moving over to the other room. She bops her head through and she drops her head out of guilt. "It's nothing I can't take. I'm more worried about you." Moving inside the room, she coughs blood and wipes it with her arm.

Mariah is shown sitting on the bench as the doctors finished taping her ribs. "This isn't new for me, just rather shocked and disappointed that Cheeka took things this far. You know, I'm proud of you - I managed to wake up in time to see your match."

Moving closer to Mariah, Kat sits down on the bench next to her, looking at her friend's ribs in shame. "I could have stopped her. By the time my match was up, I didn't care about winning, I just wanted to hurt people until someone ended it and I could see you again..." She moves her hand over to touch Mariah's, then sees the blood she wiped on it and shifts it back, muttering a quiet sigh.

Mariah shook her head, "It was my choice to take the bullet for you. I don't regret it at all. You're still young and have plenty of years left in this business. Besides, don't kick yourself. I wouldn't have wanted this any other way. It was between me and Cheeka. You didn't get hurt so that's a victory in my book."

Kat sighs again and looks to the ground, kicking her legs like a child. She lets out a squeaking mutter, struggling to speak. "But I was hurt..."

Leaning over to kiss her on the forehead like a mother to child, she adds, "I'm sorry. It's my fault that Xion put you in the middle of that match in the first place."

Kat's grip on the bench becomes tighter as she looks up, a child like smile resting on her face for a brief moment. "It's not your fault. I'm just glad you're still here..." Finishing her sentence by very quietly whispering "with me" to herself, she holds Mariah's hand.

Mariah looks a bit puzzled at Kat's firm grip on her, like a scared child gripping their security blanket. "It's going to take a lot more than that to get rid of me. Cheeka can huff and puff all she wants but I'm not going anywhere." Looking at Kat again, she asks, "Are you alright? I'm not talking about the physical damages, but internal. You and her had a thing going didn't you?"

Kat moves her head up fully to look at Mariah. "Me and Katrina did have a thing, but I'm pretty sure her using me as a human shield was some sort of symbolic way of breaking it." She moves closer to Mariah before quickly sliding her hand off of her and putting both behind her back, stuttering to cover herself. "I'm sorry! Y-You're hurt and I-I-I'm getting blood all over you!"

Mariah rolls her eyes at the blood. "Kat, relax. I'm no stranger to blood. It's nothing. I've seen you bleed several times - here, in matches, in the locker room voluntarily, and back when I trained you. Speaking of, I think I might have something to help you in the future if you're ready. That is if you're willing to accept me back into your life."

Kat continues to stutter nervously, the pain in her arm starting to spike. She shakes it off by holding it while keeping her attention focused on Mariah. "Y-Y-You... I-I-I..." Unable to speak, Kat lets her actions talk for her and she moves forward, hugging her mentor.

Mariah hugs her back, wincing slightly, "Not so tight, I'm still rather tender there. Once I'm back to 100% I have a few more lessons I've been holding out on from you girls. I have a legacy I want to pass onto one of my star pupils and I've chosen you for the position."

While hugging Mariah, Kat's expression drops when she realizes what she really meant, but she quickly puts on a fake smile when moving off, awkwardly speaking. "Thanks... Really. I'm... uhm... glad you'd pick me as your... Star pupil..."

Mariah looks puzzled again, "You don't want me again as your teacher?"

Kat rubs her blooded hands through her hair while sighing, thinking of what to say, to no avail. "It's like... we can be more than just a student and a teacher. We can be like... like... friends... I guess we kinda are, but..."

Mariah interrupts her, "We are more than that. We're family..."

Kat continues stuttering before giving up and dropping her head, speechless. She mutters "not yet" to herself and lies back, looking at the roof mindlessly before leaving, keeping hold of her injured arm.

[❀ℋine 'ea❀]

ReAction: “Congratulations on your win today, Morgan.”

Morgan: “Oh, thank you, love.”

This was a surprising moment, indeed. Morgan wasn’t annoyed by the ReAction Crew as she usually was. Morgan admits that this Pay-Per-View…was a good one. She still couldn’t stand the ReAction crew, but she could at least tolerate them this time. Plus she had some things on her mind that she wanted to release from her chest.

ReAction: “So you achieved you victory thanks to the help of Velvet’s former friend, Angelina Love….”

Morgan: “I knew Angelo wasn’t the loyal friend Velveeta kept bragging she was. Fooling around with her man. What kind of bullshit is that? I bet Angelo eventually got tired of wiping her ass so much that he just broke loose from his muzzle and went separate ways from his master.”

ReAction: “Also Velvet Sky commented about the father of her child being Joel Hall and not the Undertaker. Any comments on that?”

Morgan: “So that Chihuahua is Velveeta’s baby daddy huh?”

Morgan proceeded to giggle at such a comedic moment. Not only did Velvet, Angelo, and Undertaker get “voted off the island”, but Morgan gets to hear even more gossip in the federation about Velvet Sky. However, Morgan wanted to add more peppers into the pot, and stir even more spice into the situation.

Morgan: “I wouldn’t take that shit like a grain of salt. Chile, just because she said it doesn’t mean it’s verified. Her legs have been wrapped around every man, doesn’t matter the shape, size, and AGE. I think three letters need to solve her hoe-ish problems: D, N, and A, or at least she needs to put Maury on speed dial and have him do it all for you. We’ll wait for that demon seed to come out though, because that determines who the father is. If that child comes out barking like a dog, it’s guaranteed to be that Chihuahua’s and will eventually hump like his father too, a lot. Either that or it’s going to be as dusty and white as the Undertaker. Just so much ash everywhere on that baby’s body that you would think it would be playing Twister in flour.”

Morgan laughed once more at her ridiculing to Velvet. She promised that she wouldn’t talk about her again since Velvet was leaving, but a few jokes wouldn’t hurt. It made Morgan feel better since she still had some animosity towards Joel Hall.

Morgan: “Let me go before I go too far than I already have. It's been fun...”

[Justice]

The door to the Co-Owner's office is ajar and female grunts can be heard emanating from behind that door. The camera slowly moves around so that Justice's office is visible. Justice is there, still in her ring attire having her torso taped up by an orderly. Justice has her left arm on the orderly's shoulder to keep it out of the way. Standing in front of her is an older gentleman in a sinfully expensive suit, looking none to pleased at the battered Vixen.

Justice, you promised me a victory here tonight. Me and the other board members aligned with me are really sticking our necks out for you. We are getting....

You are getting what exactly? Mate, did you not view the match? There was little else I could do. Rest assured, all will be rectified on Primetime. I have ordered a non-title match between myself and the new champion.

NON-title? What's that going to accomplish?

Bloody Harvard degree.... Even I cannot simply give myself title matches willy nilly. I have to earn them. I defeat AJ Styles decisively next week then even ZX himself cannot deny me what he should have given me ages ago.

On that note, you and ZX.....

Do NOT even suppose. This Brooklyn slapper has his tallywhacker all tied in knots. In short order he will realize his error and return to me.

You are delusional.....

An evil glare stops the man in mid-sentence. A shiver runs up the man's spine as Justice looks like she is about to retch on the man's shoes.

Speaking of delusional, I need you to bring me a pink slip for that... that... whatever that low-class wanker is.

Who?

The one who dared to touch me! If I did not already have this steel plate in my head, I would still be in that ring at this moment!

Oh, Mike Bradley?

Yes. Him. His career ended the moment he set foot in that ring.

Justice, I can't. You know you cannot fire anyone alone and this topic has already come up. He will be reprimanded, probably fined, but he won't be fired.

Bloody...

It has already been decided.

Justice stares coldly at the man.

Fine. Make sure that my match next week happens or GZWA will have a new Diva on the roster......

Justice stares at the man as he gulps hard and leaves the office.