Post by Xion Zeros on Apr 18, 2013 3:33:20 GMT -5
Official GZWA Primetime Theme - : I Want It All / We Will Rock You [Mash-Up] - Queen (feat. Armageddon)
Recorded Date: April 13, 2013
Air Date: April 18, 2013
Slammy Award for Superstar of the Year
he theme song for Primetime is just finishing up, as the camera shot goes to the live audience who is showing their excitement for what is guaranteed to be an amazing night. They don't have to wait too long for their first surprise, as "Angel On My Shoulder" by Dale Oliver all of a sudden hits out of no where. The GZWA Nation go nuts as former GZWA diva, Velvet Sky, makes her way out to the podium positioned at the top of the stage.
She smiles and waves to the audience, before leaning into the microphone to speak.
Hey guys! Did you miss me?
She leans back away from the microphone, soaking in the cheers from the crowd, and she smiles at the reception.
Wow, it feels great to be back in GZWA, and even better to have been given the special honor of presenting the Slammy Award for Superstar of the Year. You know that every year history is made in that ring? It's true. Every year there is one moment that stands out far beyond anything else that had happened up to that point. Some of us are blessed enough to where we get to experience that multiple times in a year, and I fully believe that's true all for this year's nominees...
As Velvet Sky announces each nominee, their picture appears on the TitanTron and some time is allowed for each as the GZWA Nation shares their opinion of each man.
Alkertraz...
Carnage...
AJ Styles...
Genesis...
Mike Bradley...
Double S...
Randy Orton...
John Cena...
and last but not least
Christopher Daniels...
Although each one of these guys have had an amazing year, only one man can be awarded Superstar of the Year for 2012.
Velvet Sky picks up the envelope from the podium, smiling out to the live crowd. Just as she turns it over to open it, she's distracted by a slight commotion behind her.
The commotion coming from behind Velvet Sky was from Genesis. Before Velvet could announce the winner. Genesis walks up to the podium interrupting her.
Genesis: "Hold on just a second there, Velvet. Sorry to steal your thunder, sister, but there's no need to look into that envelope. Why? Because your 2012 Superstar of the Year is standing right here. Live, and in the flesh!"
Genesis is welcomed with a mixed reaction. Velvet Sky rolls her eyes as he continued.
Genesis: "Nobody on this roster is more deserving of this award than me. I am your current, and longest reigning GZWA Television Champion in company history. Not only that. But I've got a laundry list of bodies that I've broken, beaten and stacked a mile high. If memory serves me correctly. All those other names you mentioned? You know what they all have in common, Velvet? I've BEATEN them all! Again, it's a no brainer who should be the proud carrier of such a prestigious award, right?"
Genesis spoke with a wink and a smile. As he sarcastically looks at Velvet and sniffs the air around him. Uh oh, this is not going to be pretty.
Genesis: "Velvet, take my advice. Next time when somebody tells you to "let the pigeons loose?" Put them back in there cages instead. Your crotch smells worse than a rotting corpse. Which, you should know all about that. I mean, you did bang The Undertaker at one time, right? Not even you could 'raise the dead' on that piece of garbage."
Velvet's mouth hangs open in shock, as Genesis grabs the Slammy Award from her and raises it high in the air. Celebrating like he had just won the World Heavyweight Championship. All seemed right with the world for Genesis until...
The sound of Cult of Personality by Living Color fills the air as CM Punk arrives dressed for the occasion, shaking his head.
CM Punk: I believe you are mistaken there, Brandon. I suggest you put down my property before I find a reason to embarrass you before our match at Slammiversary later this year. It's obvious that I'm the Superstar of the Year, despite of not even wrestling a single match in this company. Since the day I walked into GZWA, I have been the most talked about asset this company has ever seen.
Velvet positions a hand on her hip, narrowing her eyes at both Genesis and Punk.
Punk, you're not even on the voting ballot. How could you --
CM Punk: Did I ask your opinion, Talia? My, my, my. Aren't you looking just as cheap as ever? Shut up and do what you do best - sit back and look pretty while the big boys do all of the hard work. According to Joel and Taker, laying back and taking it was the only thing you were good at.
Velvet rolls her eyes, as CM Punk turns back towards Genesis to continue.
CM Punk: I can't believe I'm even acknowledging her remark, but of course I wasn't on the ballot. The GZWA bigwigs didn't want a monopoly on the polls when everyone would vote for no one else BUT me! Hence forth, yours truly was the write-in ballot when they didn't see anything else on that ballot they liked.
I shall humbly accept this award, but the Straight-Edge Moment will not stop here as I shall continue to lead by example. My way of life has only led to greatness, while other means of living find you back at the unemployment line with Talia here...
Genesis, still clutching the Slammy Award tight in his hands. Gets up in Punk's face and replies.
Genesis: "You're not accepting a damn thing, Punk. This Slammy Award is mine! I earned this! What have you done in 2012? Matter of fact, don't answer that. It's a rhetorical question, and I will tell you what you did for 2012. Not a damn thing! The only thing you did was walk into GZWA, run your mouth, reintroduce the epic fail that is Dean Maddoxxx, and form another lame, boring and more irrelevant than Mike Bradley stable. At Slammiversary, I'm going to send your ass packing back to Standford, Connecticut headquarters. Where maybe, just maybe, Vinnie Mac and his 'idiotic daughter and doofus son-in-law', may give you a 2nd chance. Face it Mr. "Best MANAGER In The World". Your time is running out. Clock's ticking on your employment in GZWA. Stick to what you do best. Run your mouth. Do some commentary. Manage some losers with no spine and leave the wrestling part to me.
Whether you like it or not, I AM the 2012 Superstar of the Year! And I plan to repeat in 2013 at your expense!"
CM Punk: If you want to put things into perspective, Brandon, then I'm sure we can compare your achievements for the past year to those found at a local whore house. You know what I'm talking about - you did that bitch who's calling herself "Interm GM" around here, you did that bitch who has a bunch of the boys in the back and at home with sticky fingers, and you got yourself mixed up with that bitch who has a thing for humping our poor unfortunate backstage personnel - despite of her undying affection towards you.
If that's the trend that you want to continue for 2013 then be my guest! With Amanda hot on your heels, I'm sure you can get the Slammy Award for most STDs gained in one year while you're at it too!
Actually, if you'll both do something that I don't think you've ever done in your entire careers and shut up, I can open this envelope and we can find out exactly who the Superstar of the Year is!
Velvet marches up to Genesis and goes to grab the Slammy out of his hands. He keeps his fingers wrapped tightly around the award as she pulls. After a few attempts, he releases his grip, causing Velvet Sky to stumble back with the Slammy finally in her possession. She glares at Genesis and Punk, fixing her hair as she heads back to her position behind the podium. She puts the Slammy on the corner, and pauses for dramatic effect before tearing the top of the envelope off.
And the winner for 2012 GZWA Superstar of the Year is...
She pulls the card out of the envelope, and shoots an icy cold stare to both Genesis and CM Punk, before a smile spreads over her face and she leans in close to the microphone.
"The Phenomenal" AJ Styles!
Genesis: "BULLSHIT!"
CM Punk: Oh fuck me sideways... (Whispers to Velvet) Really, I'm game if you are...
Velvet has a look of disgust on her face at their statements, although she does slightly consider Punk's offer and she cocks her head towards him.
I might --
"Get Ready to Fly," by GRITS begins to sound through the speakers cutting Velvet off as the GZWA Nation rises to their feet cheering and roaring their approval. AJ Styles comes through the curtain onto the stage, putting his gloved hands together to form a P1 symbol briefly, before flipping off his hood and striding over to the podium. He hugs Velvet Sky, as she hands him the Slammy Award.
Congratulations, AJ!
Thanks, Velvet...Wow, what an honor! 2012 Superstar of the Year.
He shoots a quick glance to CM Punk and Genesis, who are showing their anger and disappointment over not being chosen.
Genesis mocks AJ off mic, as you can see him mouthing the words.
Genesis: "'Thanks, Velvet...Wow, what an honor! 2012 Superstar of the Year.' *Pfft!* What a kiss ass!"
CM Punk: I haven't seen this much sucking up since I walked in on The Undertaker 'earning' the right to keep his streak at WrestleMania with Vince... By the way, you guys know he got that name after all of his quality time with Pat Patterson right? What's next? AJ's going to start bending over backwards for the boss' daughter like Hunter?
To be honest, I really didn't know who was going to win this honorary award tonight. Like Velvet said, it truly could have gone to any one of the guys in the back. Since my debut in GZWA almost 2 years ago --
AJ stops speaking unable to continue as he's distracted by Genesis and Punk exchanging heated words. He and Velvet glare at them angrily.
Genesis: "I can't believe this! You realize we'll have to hear about this from Jesus Freak for an entire year, right Punk?"
CM Punk: Okay, I've heard enough. I swear if I hear one more of your stories about growing up in Georgia without anything I'm going to start drinking.
Genesis nods.
Genesis: "Can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm down with Punk on this one. Where's the Tequila? I need something heavy to forget this night. Who books this crap? Who let 'Pinky' in this company? Bonus points to whoever can figure out that reference."
Are you two finished yet? Who even invited you out here? Oh that's right, as usual you decided to just come out here and piss and moan about your so-called talents not being recognized in this company. Well, let me tell you something. First off, Punk, you want to talk about growing up? How badly did you get your ass kicked when you were a kid, huh? Another thing, you act like straight edge is some elite lifestyle, but people do it all the damn time. Not everyone drinks or does drugs to make themselves feel better. Hell, I think if I kicked your ass right now, that would make everyone in this arena feel better.
AJ turns his attention towards, Genesis, and the two exchange looks that speaks volumes about their past.
You think you could have done better, Genesis? You go around bragging that you've held the GZWA Television Championship for -- what, 10 months? What the hell have you proven in that time? Have you even defended the damn thing? Cause I sure as hell can't remember one match you had all year. Actually, the one that does come to mind is when you lost in a Triple Threat match against Mei Long and I.
Now, if I may --
He eyes both men, before Velvet motions to continue.
Last year when I won a Slammy Award, I was GZWA Television Champion. This year, I'm GWA Heavyweight Champion. I'm the only wrestler in GZWA history to have won both the TV and Heavyweight Championship, and the only man to have beaten Genesis for that TV championship.
AJ shoots a glance over to Genesis, as he mentions the last part purposely to irritate him, as Genesis rolls his eyes.
I had a hell of a year in 2012 and I'm looking forward to all the great things that happen in 2013. Thank you to everyone who voted!
AJ turns away from the podium, heading to leave. He extends his arm to Velvet Sky, who links her arm in his, as they start walking towards the back. Velvet eyes Genesis with a dirty look, before turning to Punk. The look he receives is slightly less harsh, even complete with a soft smile. She hands Punk a small folded piece of paper, before she and AJ continue backstage.
[/li]CM Punk smirks as he pats Genesis on the back as they shook their heads in unison in disgust at Styles winning this coveted award and follows the duo behind the entrance curtain.
The Carter: Son of a gun! He got her number! How the HELL does he do that!!??
Francine: He's called the Best in the World for a reason, you know...
This "antagonizing" person, suited in a black miniskirt with matching sunglasses and stilettos, struts away from backstage towards the center not caring one bit about the reception she is getting. After suffering from nearly a year of it, she has gotten used to the constant jeers. Confidence has always been in her blood, so a walk to the ring has always been her only option, and she would stick to it.
Once she finally stops a the center of the cream-colored platform, and the music begins to hide, this caramel colored woman takes off her dark sunglasses before lifting the microphone to her lips, ready to share her two cents to the world.
Morgan Davis: "Welcome all of ya’ll hoes out there to another special show that has you catching fire. That’s right, Hot Ass Mess with your most fabulous host, The Georgia Peach. If anyone was watching that little video I uploaded days ago, of course you knew I was going to give everyone what they wanted. Drama and scandal, and tonight will be the night for more.
Our target tonight goes to the man who couldn’t even dance his way to fame, so he had to venture elsewhere, but even that is hanging on a thread. That’s right, We’re talking about the “Prey”…I mean “Predator” Mike Bradley."
The very mention of Mike Bradley drew mixed reactions to the audiences. Morgan was not surprised one bit, considering his role in the show.
"Mike, as we all know, has been here for years, and if he’s not bitchin about a match card, he’s bitchin behind his baby momma. Just bitch, bitch, bitch. Makes me wonder. Are you sure he isn’t the wife in the marriage, Danielle.
But this isn’t about his fits tonight. Instead, it’s something that will leave everyone’s minds engraved on it. I’m sure ya’lls asses haven’t noticed throughout the months, but…uh…Mike has picked up a couple of pounds recently. Our little Mikey isn’t little anymore. More like big ass Michael. That’s right, folks. He went from this…."
"To this…."
"All in a matter of months. Phew! And if you didn’t know, NOW you know."
Morgan laughs in typical wicked behavior over the use of Mike's catchphrase, and twisting it dramatically to her liking, and some use of grammar, even though it was mild.
"Seems like we’re gonna need a heart to heart tonight, Big Michael. What the hell is going on with you, Mike? You really let yourself go into the wilderness somewhere. Are you slurping on burgers and hotdogs daily since your baby momma is too busy wrestling to even cook for you, or is menopause kicking in, since you are more bloated than her now? Imagine that
Morgan, expressing extreme disgust over what she presented to the audience, uses her hand to cover over her nostrils. Her lips distorted and curled.
"Eww, scratch jelly. How about lard?
Ugh! I guess you trying to act like Notorious B.I.G. is on level 2 now. First you steal his lyrics, and make it tired and wasted as hell. Now, you’re trying to be the same size as him. Instead of looking like a superstar, you look like a damn wasted ass drunk. Trust me sweetheart, you ain’t fooling anyone.
Here is a tip from me to you. Maybe if you join Dancing with the Stars alongside the rest of those irrelevant asses then maybe you could lose some weight. Have someone actually train your uncoordinated ass how to dance properly, since apparently that would be the only woman that can please you anyways.
Oh, ya’ll ask what I mean by that. Well, here’s another little deep dark secret that your baby momma probably doesn’t know about.
So audience, picture this. A nice warm day on the beach. Obviously the sun is shining as bright as can be, so people will figure “Hey, let’s go play at the beach”. People tanning under the sun just to look like a bunch of Jersey Shore rejects. Kids and adults running around in the waves and
Further in the distance you see this object in the water, slithering its way to the vulnerable, harmless human beings. What is this object? Well, first instinct says that danger is heading its way. I guess we can cue the Jaws tune, correct? Too bad that would be copyright infringement, so we can't play it for ya'll.
It gets closer and…..closer....and from shore. Danger is ahead, or damn near to the risky ones. Suddenly, it pops out from the water, and you scream out loud in fear for the people to see. AHHH!!!
What do you see in front of you?"
Fright, and suspense. All of these were expressed by Morgan.....sarcastically...
"A big ass walrus sitting on a surfboard with a woman behind him!
I think this is moment where you might want to ask his cheatin ass some questions, Danielle. The funny thing ya’ll is not that she's using a paddle, she’s the one rowing the board, and HE isn't. Ain’t that some
So to sum it up, why blame so much
That’s all we have for today folks. I hope everyone has a great time on Primetime. Oh, and stay healthy, or you’ll end up like Mike, or worse. Smooches…..”
The Georgia Peach quickly strutted out of the ring and back towards the locker room. Her theme song returning to burst into eardrums.
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Prof X: Coming up next, Ladies and Gentlemen, we will have the final match in the best of three series between The Lovely Lacey and the Anti-Diva Paige. This is basically a
loser-leaves-town match as Paige wants Lacey’s spot on the roster and should Paige emerge victorious, Lacey is gone from GZWA for good.
Francine: There’s so much on the line and neither woman can afford to lose. If Lacey wins, she remains on the roster while Paige leaves. Should Paige win, then Lacey’s contract with GZWA is terminated. Meaning the only way that she can be in the
arena is if she buys a ticket.
The Carter: Hey, I could get her in if she loses. All she’d need to do is…
Francine: Shut your mouth right now if you know what’s good for you.
Zoey Valentine: The following contest is a No-Holds-Barred Loser-Leaves-Town match and is scheduled for one fall. In this match there are no disqualifications and there are no count outs. To ensure there’s a decisive winner, the only way to win this bout is by pinfall or submission.
“Tell me exactly what am I supposed to do now that I’ve allowed you to BEAT ME!” is heard throughout the arena as “The Game” by Disturbed hits the PA System while crowd’s reaction
immediately turns to a sea of boos. The crowd’s reaction only escalates once The Lovely Lacey bursts through the entrance curtain and makes her way down the entrance ramp with great haste as she’s introduced by Zoey Valentine.
Zoey Valentine: Introducing first…She hails from Minneapolis,
Minnesota…The Lovely Lacey!
Right after Zoey finishes introducing her, Lacey is already in the ring and she takes the
microphone right from the ring announcer. As “The Game” by Disturbed cuts out, the booing that the crowd is directing towards her never stops. Lacey then raises her microphone and she begins to speak.
Lacey: For nearly the last month, I’ve been embroiled in a feud with the Anti-Diva, Paige. With each passing week, I always got the better of her, but what she did last week was uncalled for! Roll the footage!
With that being said, everyone’s attention is turned to the jumbo tron. It depicts the action between Paige and Lacey from last week in which Paige brutalized the Silicone-Free female
wrestler. The highlights of the brutalization were the chair guillotine and the RamPaige on the chair. The clip ends and the camera cuts back to Lacey.
Lacey: After what happened last week, I don’t know why Paige is still in this company. She should’ve been fired for what she did. It was unprofessional and I nearly suffered a concussion.
Prof X: Did I just hear correctly? Did Lacey just say that Paige should be fired for her actions last week?
Francine: You heard correctly, X. Lacey is utilizing revisionist history in order to make herself out to be the lost babe in the woods.
The Carter: If she’s the lost babe in the woods, I’d find her.
Francine: Shut up.
Before Lacey can continue, she’s interrupted by the opening of “Just Don’t Care Anymore” by
American Fangs and once Paige walks through the entrance curtain, she’s met with a loud ovation. The Anti-Diva pauses after she walks onto the stage and looks around at the crowd before making her way down the entrance ramp.
Zoey Valentine: Her opponent…From Norwich, England…She is The Anti-Diva…PAIGE!
Upon her name being called, the reaction for Paige grows ever-louder as she makes it to ringside. Looking around after pausing, Paige points out an audience member that has a
Pro-Paige sign and smirks as she looks into the camera. Paige then climbs up onto the apron and unzips her leather jacket and just faces the crowd as they continue to cheer for her. Then she enters the ring and walks over to the corner as the fans continue to cheer for her and her song fades out. After Paige removes her entrance jacket and hands it to a stage worker, the bell
rings and both participants in the match walk right up to each other, and they just stare each other down.
Prof X: Paige and Lacey are starting things off with a staredown. This match is gonna get ugly in a hurry.
Francine: With the No-Holds-Barred stipulation, Paige can do anything she wants and anywhere she wants.
The Carter: I wonder if she’ll do what I want in my hotel room.
Francine: Shut up!
Back in the ring, both ladies begin to talk trash to each other with the crowd firmly behind the
Anti-Diva. With Paige and Lacey fighting in Paige’s element, many are saying that Paige should emerge victorious, but no one should count Lacey out. As arrogant as she is, Lacey is very intelligent and she isn’t a slouch when it comes to wrestling. As a precaution, there is an ambulance on standby in the arena. Both ladies continue their verbal barrage with Paige ending it by pointing at the ambulance and saying: “That’s where you’re going and there isn’t a bloody thing you can do about it!” Lacey slaps Paige right in the face,
effectively ending the trash talk between the two.
Prof X: What a slap from Lacey to Paige.
Francine: That’s just going to anger that dangerous young lady
Prof X: It most certainly will, but I think that Lacey was making a statement and that statement is that she won’t be intimidated by the Anti-Diva.
The Carter: Wow, it’s like one my baby mamas slapping another.
Francine: You’re so hopeless.
Paige rubs her left cheek and the look on her face basically tells the story. The look on her face
basically says “She did not just do that to me.” However while rubbing her cheek, Paige is instantly reminded that yes, Lacey had in fact slapped her in the face. Paige starts to shake out of anger and she screams, “You’re so fucking dead!” Right when Paige balls her hands into fists and turns her head in order to face Lacey, the Silicone-Free wrestler spears the Anti-Diva to the ground and starts to punch the dangerous Brit.
Prof X: Lacey is starting things off with a spear and look at those punches.
Francine: Lacey is trying to be the aggressor in the early going.
The Carter: I wonder how…
Francine: Don’t even say it.
Prof X: Lacey is doing a good job of being the aggressor.
Francine: Yeah, but how long will it be before Paige assumes control?
Not too long after Francine asks the question, everyone sees Paige turn the tables, and she starts throwing lefts and rights. The Anti-Diva continuously throws lefts and rights in the face of Lacey, and the only thing that the referee can do is just let it go because there are no rules. Lacey and Paige start rolling around on the mat while throwing punches at each other.
Prof X: Now Paige has turned the tables, but not for long as Lacey turns the tide again.
Francine: They’re just rolling around on the mat, trying to gain control of the match.
The Carter: Catfight!
Both ladies continue to roll around on the mat while throwing wild strikes until they roll out of
the ring with Paige taking the brunt of the impact as her head smacks the concrete floor. Immediately, Lacey has the wherewithal to attempt a pinfall.
ONE…
TWO…
No! Paige kicks out despite her head smacking the exposed portion of the floor.
Prof X: That was very smart on Lacey’s part in order to try for the early win, especially after Paige’s head smacked against the concrete.
Francine: Yeah, but we know that Paige isn’t going down THAT easy, especially after the last few weeks and other wars that she’s had in the past.
The Carter: I’d love to see how easily she goes down on me.
Francine: Shut the hell up!
Lacey gets to her feet and starts to put the boots to Paige, who then proceeds to roll under the
ring. Under the ring, Paige’s leg brushes against something and she grabs it as the crowd and commentators grow silent.
Prof X: Paige was getting stomped on and now she’s under the ring.
Francine: What the hell is she doing under there?
The Carter: She’s probably hiding from my love.
Lacey looks under the ring and she’s hit in the head by something. She looks again and is once again hit in the head by the same thing. Only this time, she’s hit hard enough to send her back a little bit as the crowd lets out a collective “oh!”
Prof X: Lacey’s looking under the ring for Paige and she’s hit by something. What just hit her?
Francine: I don’t know, but I think that we’re about to find out.
The Carter: I’ll tell you what she WASN’T hit by.
Francine: Say it and I’ll castrate you with a rusty knife.
Francine was right as Paige comes out from under the ring with a Singapore cane. With Lacey still reeling, Paige starts hitting Lacey’s back with some wicked shots from the cane with Lacey writhing in pain as the crowd lets out loud cheers.
Prof X: Those shots with the Singapore Cane are so hard that they’d make your blood curl.
Francine: Those shots from Lacey to Paige are making the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I like it! She isn’t holding anything back!
The Carter: I wonder how well she can make the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
Paige continues to attack Lacey with the Singapore cane, even catching her on her ass a few times as the Silicone-free wrestler continues to shout out in pain. However, it isn’t much longer before Brooke turns around and makes a grab for the Singapore cane that has repeatedly
smacked her back and her ass.
Prof X: Now Lacey and Paige are having a tug of war over the Singapore cane and from my vantage point, Lacey appears to be winning.
Francine: No, Lacey just won the tug of war over the Singapore cane after a kick to Paige’s stomach, and now she’s looking to exact her revenge. Look out Paige!
The Carter: If your bottom gets sore, I’ll rub it Paige!
With the Singapore cane in her hands now, Lacey decides that it’s time to get her payback on Paige for using that same weapon. She starts to hit Britani with the Singapore cane,
repeatedly hitting the Anti-Diva’s back as hard as she can, thus leaving a bunch of red stripes on Paige’s back.
Prof X: Wow, those are some stiff shots from Lacey to Paige with that Singapore cane.
Francine: Look at Paige’s back. It reminds me of the stripes of the American flag.
The Carter: Well, I got a staff brewing here after watching this.
Francine: Shut up.
The Carter: What? I'm only talking about Shaft -- well, MY Shaft.
The assault on Paige by Lacey with the Singapore cane continues while the Anti-Diva screams out various curse words. Lacey swings the Singapore cane as if it was a baseball bat, and she catches Paige right in the head. The Silicone-free wrecking crew founder continues to swing the Singapore cane wildly, hitting Paige in the back and her stomach. As an act of revenge, Lacey
hits Paige on the ass with Singapore cane, much like Paige had done to her earlier.
Prof X: Lacey isn’t letting up on those shot with the cane.
Francine: I’m sure that Paige will turn the tables very soon.
The Carter: Come here Paige, I’ll kiss it and make it feel better.
No sooner after Francine says that, Lacey attempts to hit Paige in the stomach again with the Singapore cane, only for Paige to catch the cane with her hands, and to try to pull it out of Lacey’s hands, which initiates another tug of war. With another tug of war initiated, the crowd is once again getting heated, rooting for Paige to win the tug of war.
Prof X: The crowd is jacked.
Francine: Everywhere we go, it seems as though that the crowd wants to cheer for Paige.
The Carter: I cheer for her.
Paige kicks Lacey in the stomach, but Lacey refuses to relinquish the Singapore cane. However, Paige decides to stop pulling and just pushes the cane, catching Lacey on the chin with it, causing her to relinquish the Singapore cane. After being hit in the face with the Singapore
cane, Lacey holds her chin. Meanwhile, Paige throws the Singapore cane down and positions herself as Brooke is in just the right position. Right when Lacey turns around, Paige charges at her full-speed, and she connects with what she planned, the spear and the move is amplified as Lacey was speared right through the barricade. The sound of Lacey going through the barricade is similar to a car crash.
Prof X: OH MY GOD! PAIGE JUST SPEARED LACEY THROUGH THE BARRICADE!!!
Francine: I can’t believe that she did that. It’s over now.
The Carter: That’s shocking.
As both Paige and Lacey lie there on the concrete after the hellacious spear through the
barricade, the crowd lets out extremely loud “Holy Shit” chants as Paige begins to stir and she turns over just to drape her arm over Lacey’s shoulders in a pinfall attempt.
ONE…
TWO…
THR--NO!
Just a split hair away from the three, Lacey somehow manages to get the shoulder up, showing some signs of life as Paige looks up at the referee in disbelief. The Anti-Diva then gets right in the referee’s face and starts a shouting match with him while Lacey continues to lay there, just barely moving. Paige screams at the referee, “THAT WAS A BLOODY THREE-COUNT, YOU ARSEHOLE!!!” Paige then pushes the referee out of the way and walks over toward the time keeper and she picks up a chair, and she folds it. She then throws the folded chair right into the ring and walks over to Lacey, who miraculously got to her feet, though the lights are on and no one’s home. As Paige walks over to Lacey, her face tells the story about how shocked she is.
Prof X: Are you kidding me?! Lacey somehow got to her feet, though she’s on very wobbly legs.
Francine: I think that Paige is shocked as well.
The Carter: I know I am.
Paige still holds a shocked look on her face as Lacey managed to make it to her feet. The Anti-Diva then picks Lacey up and she walks over to the ring. She seats Lacey on the apron before punching the Silicone-free wrestler in the face, forcing her to lie down. Then, Paige rolls Lacey into the ring before entering the ring herself. In the ring, Paige walks over to the chair and she grabs it as Lacey gets to her feet. Paige throws the chair down on the mat and waits for Lacey to turn around. Once Lacey turns around, Paige hoists her up and drops her with the RamPaige (Cradle DDT) on the chair as the crowd lets out a loud ovation.
Prof X: My God, Paige just gave Lacey a RamPaige on the chair, much like she did last week.
Francine: Now, it’s over.
Paige goes for the cover and hooks the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NO!
Right at the last millisecond, Lacey managed to somehow get her shoulder up as the crowd is in disbelief. The shoulder popped up right at the last heartbeat and Paige is just beside herself. She’s even taken a fit in the ring and confronting the referee about it, telling him that it was a three and being told it was a two. After a while, Lacey stirs and ACTUALLY makes it to her feet. Once both Paige and Lacey turn around, Lacey catches the Anti-Diva with a double knee facebuster. Now both ladies are down.
Prof X: Lacey just nailed a double knee facebuster out of nowhere.
Francine: Where’d that come from.
The Carter: Must’ve been Lacey going into overdrive.
After a little while, Lacey stirs again and turns over to drape her arm over Paige.
ONE…
TWO…
THR-NO!
Paige gets the shoulder up as the crowd cheers. Lacey and Paige then both begin to stir again as they both stagger to their feet. Lacey kicks Paige in the stomach and nails her with an Impaler DDT with Paige landing face-first on the chair.
Prof X: Lacey just hit Paige with an Impaler DDT right on the chair.
Francine: Now Lacey is in the driver’s seat.
Lacey turns over and drapes her onto Paige, covering her.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NO!
Paige got the shoulder up again and Lacey is in a state of shock as she looks up at the referee, yelling at him that it was a three-count. Paige starts to stir after a minute and staggers to her feet with the chair in hand. Right when Lacey comes at her, Paige nails Lacey in the stomach with the chair and then she nails Lacey in the back with the chair, knocking Lacey to the ground. With Lacey on the ground, Paige viciously attacks her back with the chair, causing her to writhe in pain. With Lacey holding her back, Paige drops the chair and places Lacey in the PaigeTurner (Inverted Sharpshooter).
Prof X: Paige has Lacey in the PaigeTurner!
Francine: With that vicious attack…
Before Francine can finish her sentence, we see Lacey tapping out to the PaigeTurner and the
referee calls for the bell as the crowd cheers wildly. Paige releases the hold as “Just Don’t Care Anymore” by American Fangs hits PA System.
Zoey Valentine: Here is your winner as a result of a submission…The Anti-Diva, PAIGE!
Paige celebrates her victory as her them continues to play and she leaves the ring. The Anti-Diva
makes her way back up the entrance ramp and heads backstage as Lacey staggers to her feet. “Just Don’t Care Anymore” fades out as Lacey gets to her feet. As Lacey gets to her feet and looks around, the crowd lets out the famed: “NAH, NAH, NAH, NAH…NAH, NAH, NAH, NAH…HEY, HEY, HEY…GOODBYE!” Lacey looks around at the crowd singing in disbelief as we fade away.
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As she walks, her eyes scan the arena as if she is trying to avoid someone or something. Upon reaching her destination, she opens the door and sits on the bench inside. She takes a deep breath and puts her head in her hands briefly. She had a long couple of days, and hadn't gotten in touch with Genesis since Primetime. She was worried about him since he had suffered from a concussion, and even more worried that he was actually planning to compete in a match later tonight. Not just any match either -- a battle royal. A part of her still hadn't forgotten about Maryse showing up, but none of that was relevant knowing the love of her life was hurt and still involved in a match.
Sapphire had done what she could to try and stop him from competing. She tried to get in touch with Mariah, but she never returned her calls. She tried to talk to Xion Zeros, but of course, he was always busy. She had done everything, except talk to Genesis himself. Later on, the same night of last Primetime, he had tried to call her, but she was so hurt and angry and she wasn't in a good mindset to want to talk to him. She had sent his call to voicemail, before texting back and saying that she was about to go to sleep.
The truth was, she didn't answer the call because she was out with GZWA interviewer, Trent Lewis. After what had taken place on ReAction, they had decided to go to coffee. Well, that was the original plan. Sapphire had felt slightly guilty for agreeing to go out with him, knowing that she was dating Genesis, but her decision was clouded in pain and anger for what she thought was his betrayal of her to go back to his ex-girlfriend, Maryse.
These were the thoughts on Sapphire's mind, as she now sits in the locker room with Primetime looming ahead. Her feelings of anger and hurt had subsided when she found out that Genesis had planned to go through with his match. To her, all she cared about now, was going to see him. She knew she had to try to talk to him about his match later on in the night. Not to mention, she needed to address the situation with Maryse, and tell him that she had gone out with Trent. Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. Sapphire stood up, glaring over at the door, her breath starting to grow shallow. She hadn't gotten a chance to really think about what she'd say, but with another knock, she decided she'd figure it out later.
Come in.
The door opens and Sapphire's fear turns into a bit of relief, as she sees Trent Lewis on the other side of the door. Her relief is only for a moment, before turning into a look of confusion.
Trent, what are you doing here?
Kristine, I couldn't --
Sapphire immediately grabs his lapel and pulls him inside her locker room before anyone could see them talking, before slamming the door.
Don't ever say my real name out there!
Trent gazes up at her, and could see she was upset. He smiles softly, brushing some hair off her shoulder. She keeps her eyes locked on his, but doesn't move as he touches her and shows no emotion on her face. Trent moves in closer to her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder.
I'm sorry, Kristine. I didn't realize -- You know, you are absolutely incredible. Do you know that?
Sapphire turns her head away from him, and wriggles free from his arm.
Look, Trent, I know that after last Primetime, things got weird between us. I know we were only supposed to go to coffee, and --
Trent cut her off, putting a finger over her lips. He stepped closer to her, and their eyes locked together briefly. Sapphire wanted so badly to look away, but for some reason, she couldn't. When he had looked into her eyes, it was almost like a force field kept her from moving, no matter how much she struggled to escape. Trent smiled, before breaking his gaze upon her.
Shhh. You don't have to be ashamed of me, Kristine, or what we did.
I'm not ashamed of you. I'm ashamed of myself for going through with it. I'm dating Genesis, and I never should have gone anywhere with you. I'm sorry, Trent, but my heart belongs to Genny. What happened between us -- I thought you were him. That's the whole reason this started. I need to go talk to him. He's scheduled in a match tonight, with a concussion, and I'm really worried about him. I love him, and seeing Maryse last Primetime caused me to make a decision with my head instead of my heart. I'm sorry, if you thought we were going to be something more.
She gazed up at him for a second, before exiting her locker room. She never wanted to be involved in the drama in GZWA. In fact, it's what she had hated the most. She wanted to be known for her in-ring abilities. She wanted to be taken as a serious threat. However, none of that seems to working out for her. She takes a few steps into the open backstage area to head over to Genesis' locker room, but stops and glances back at her door. She felt bad about what had happened between her and Trent, but at the same time, she was telling the truth. After last Primetime, she thought it was Genesis who had come to see her.
She turns back around, continuing to walk towards the other locker rooms. Just when she gets to another open area with the King of Controversy's locker room just up ahead, she hears a giggle from around a corner. Sapphire immediately recognized the little laugh, and did not want to deal with anyone else. It was already bad enough that she had to see Trent, who she was planning to avoid the rest of the night. Suddenly, the person who had giggled made her presence known from behind the hallway, revealing herself to be The Hardcore Harlot, Amanda Cortez.
What the hell do you want, Amanda?
Amanda lights a cigarette and takes a hit, before blowing the smoke in Sapphire's face. She smiles in at Sapphire, trying to look innocently and cute.
Amanda: Well, I know you're just as thrilled as I am about our fucking match later tonight. The last thing I wanted was to be partners with you, while my wife was across the ring. Kicking your ass and getting my revenge really would be more fun than teaming up with a bimbo like you, especially as I'm not sure whether you attack me from behind.
Sapphire folds her arms in front of her chest.
Yeah, well, I didn't book the match, Mandy, and I guess you can't be too sure that I won't attack you from behind. Now, if that's all you wanted to say, why don't you go find your sister wives and leave me the hell alone?
Amanda takes another hit of her cigarette, before stepping close to Sapphire and releasing another mouthful of smoke in the face of The Crown Jewel. She giggles after she does this, but Sapphire is not amused. She pulls the cigarette from Amanda's mouth, and puts it out on the hallway wall.
I said get the hell out of here.
Amanda smiles sadistically, with a little irritation that her cigarette had been put out prematurely. She circles around Sapphire a couple of times, before grabbing her hair with her hand. Sapphire yelps out in pain, as Amanda pulls her close.
Amanda: You didn't listen to me when I begged you to stop tickling me, Sapphire. Why should I listen to you?
Suddenly, Amanda's face lit up and she releases her hair. Sapphire rubbed her head, before shooting a stare of death towards The Hardcore Harlot.
Amanda: I have an idea, Krissy. Let's play a little game. Are you interested? ...C'mon, me loves lil games so much ...
Sapphire was absolutely boiling at this point. She wanted nothing to do with Amanda or her game, and no one had called her Krissy, other than her brother. She clenched her teeth together, and Amanda didn't wait for Sapphire's response before continuing.
Amanda: I'm sure you've played it before. It's called Truth or Dare. If you pick truth, you have to answer honestly. If you pick dare, I get to dare you to do something.
I know how the damn game works. I don't want to play, now get the hell out of here! I need to talk to Genesis.
Amanda seemed to soften up for a second, knowing Sapphire was truly in love with him. She also wanted to cause them both as much pain as possible. Knowing they were right outside his locker room, she continued to speak, raising her voice slightly to ensure Genesis heard.
Amanda: I'll go first. I'll tell the truth, and tell you that I actually somewhat enjoyed you tickling me and touching me. Not to the extent where I peed my pants, but before that I liked it. I enjoyed you touching me and maybe if you would have been a bit more gentle then ...But anyway. Now, I'm going to ask you a question, and you have to answer truthfully. Have you told Genesis about what happened on ReAction?
Well, I'm glad you had fun, and nothing happened, Mandy. It was a misunderstanding, and I thought it was Genny.
Amanda continued to raise her voice, smiling in a pretty mean way as she spoke.
Amanda: Well, Krissy, it wasn't Genny. It was someone else, wasn't it? And when you found out that it wasn't Genesis, you didn't care. You flirted with him anyway and then who knows what you did with him after that? Maybe you ....Oops, I won't use this word.
If you call me Krissy one more time, I'm going to put you through that freaking wall, do you hear me? You know damn well that I thought it was Genesis on ReAction, and there is nothing going on with me and Trent. We went for drinks and he interviewed me. That's what he does. He's an interviewer and I'm a wrestler and we were doing our jobs!
Amanda: Well, I'll bet his microphone was impressive. Was he bigger than Genny? Is that why you were out with him all night? C'mon, tell me ...I'm so curious.
Sapphire couldn't hold herself back anymore, barreling into Amanda, drilling her back first against the locker room door. Amanda cried out in pain, shooting her hand to her back and sliding down the door while the pain radiated through her body. She wines a bit and looks up to Sapphire.
Sapphire picked herself up and took several steps back, preparing to attack again, but the sound of the handle being turned makes her stop. She fixes her hair for a second, takes a breath, and waits as the door opens.
The door swings open, as Genesis comes in and sees the two hellcats looking a little bit flustered. By the commotion, he knew that Sapphire and Amanda were up to no good.
Genesis: Do one of you mind telling me what the hell is going on here!?
Genny! Are you okay? I was on my way to see you, and Amanda showed up and she just got to me a little bit that's all. I heard you have a match tonight, baby, and I was worried about you.
She steps closer to Genesis, wrapping her arms around him. She had felt so comfortable near him, and looked up into his eyes.
I don't want you out there tonight, Genny. I saw what happened on Primetime, and I want you to take the night off, please. I'm scared about what could happen if you go out there!
Amanda: You didn't seem too concerned during your ReAction...
Sapphire glares at Amanda.
Mandy, I swear to God --
Amanda: ...Or when you were banging Trent Lewis. Tell him the truth ...and tell him that you loved it to touch me too. Haha ...
Now she looks at a genesis.
Amanda: yes, she liked it ...your cute lil girl loves it to touch other girls. Haha
Sapphire stopped dead in her tracks, mid-sentence. Her eyes grew wide and she didn't know what to do or say. She was torn between trying to explain to Genesis and going over there and turning Amanda Cortez into a ground beef patty, but settled on what she knew she should have done immediately after ReAction the last Primetime. She immediately held on to Genesis tighter, putting her head on his chest.
Genny, don't listen to her. That's not true! Please, listen to me, let me explain. I saw Maryse leaving your locker room last Primetime, and I was hurt and upset. I knew that I should have come to you, but it was just before your match and after what Mike Bradley and Christopher Daniels did, I wasn't able to see you. I felt betrayed and I was worried, and after awhile someone came into my locker room, and I was listening to music, and I felt a hand on my shoulder. I thought it was you, baby. It ended up being Trent and --
Amanda: Yeah, I think he saw you rubbing all over him, get to the point.
At this point, she just wanted to watch Sapphire and Genesis get into it, as she was tired of the talking and just wanted to see violence and chaos. Sapphire shot another death stare towards Amanda, before returning her gaze to Genesis, who was averting his eyes from her.
Genny, baby, please look at me. I just want to talk about what happened. I wanted to talk to you and find out what's going on with you and Maryse.
Amanda: Apparently, not as much as what's going on with you and Trent. Even though I can understand her.
She sneers.
Amanda: In some ways Trent looks better then Genny....
Sapphire is about to run towards Amanda having finally snapped, but Genesis stops her.
Genesis grabs Sapphire and holds her back from attacking Amanda. He eventually gets her to settle down as he starts to become agitated.
Genesis: Alright first of all, Amanda, keep your ass out of this. I know we all have our differences. But I want some answers and I want them from Kristine. I appreciate your input, but you've already caused enough trouble between the both of us.
Genesis looks over at Sapphire with a puzzled look on his face.
Genesis: Kristine, who the hell is Trent Lewis? Secondly, is what Amanda saying true? I hope and pray she's the one lying and not you. I want to get down to the bottom of this right here, right now! Thanks, I'll be more than happy to give you the answers about Maryse.
Sapphire takes a deep breath, knowing this isn't going to be easy. She wanted to be the one to talk to Genesis alone. She wanted to tell him on her own terms, but now she was forced to do it in front of the one person who she knew would explode with happiness when she heard the truth. Not only that, but she thought back to Trent and how she had felt leaving him there earlier in the night. She had a great time when they were together, but she was in a different mindset then. Now, she was slightly afraid of what Genesis would do to both her and Trent when he found out what had gone on between them. She pushes the thought from her mind and begins to speak, her voice slightly cracking.
Trent Lewis is one of the backstage interviewers here. He came into my locker room after Primetime to do ReAction. At first, I thought it was you, but I realized it wasn't. I wasn't thinking clearly, and I said that I wanted to get out of here. We were going to go to a coffee shop, but we went to a local club and went out for drinks and dancing.
She stopped and took a deep breath. She felt like she was being stabbed repeatedly in the heart. She wasn't going to let herself to cry, but she turned it into anger and hatred towards herself.
Genny, I'm sorry. We ended up going back to the hotel room after we got back...drunk. I wanted to come and talk to you sooner, but I was thinking with my head and not my heart. I thought something was going on with you and Maryse.
Genesis was floored. He honestly couldn't believe what he was hearing. He shook his head in complete disbelief and disgust. He lowered his head, as took a few steps away from Kristine. Suddenly, he muttered something under his breath.
Genesis: You stupid, cold-hearted little...
Genesis bawls up his fist and drills the nearby locker just hard as he could, as he yelled.
Genesis: BITCH!
Genesis was feeling the rage build up inside of him. How could Kristine betray him like this? Of all people, after everything they have been through. Things are gonna end like this!? Really!?
Genesis: HOW THE F*** COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME, KRISTINE!? HUH!?
Genesis gets up in her face. He can look into her eyes and see that she was starting to tear up a little bit, as the truth is now out in the open and she was in Genesis' crosshairs.
Genny, I was drunk. I didn't even know what I was doing.
Genesis: After everything you and I have been through. After you wanted to be with me so damn bad all these months. Using our past as leverage to YOUR advantage. THIS is the way you decide to stab me in the back!? Of ALL the Divas on the GZWA Roster. I thought you were one of the only few that had enough sense and a good head on her shoulders to know better. But instead? You're just another diva who loves to give good head to anything that moves, right? Tell me, Kristine. Did you and Trent have fun the other night? Was your infidelity worth it!? Was he good in the sack!? Did he hit all the right spots!? Chances are, he didn't and this was nothing more than a pity booty call. From a desperate, no-named interviewer and a woman without major insecurity issues!
It wasn't like that! I did want to be with you, and I still do. You're all that I've ever wanted and the only person that I've ever loved. I never tried to use anything to my advantage. What I felt for you for all these years was real. What I still feel for you now...is real. What happened with Trent was an accident and never should have even happened. He means nothing to me, you have my heart, Brandon, and you know that!
Genesis: Right now. I don't believe a damn thing you have to say. Far as I'm concerned. I'll believe anything Amanda says before I trust any BS that comes from your mouth. You've got some nerve standing here and trying to accuse ME of something that I NEVER DID in the first place!
You want to know the truth about Maryse and I, Kristine? Well listen up and listen good!
I never loved Maryse. Her and I are different people at the end of the day. Now, I don't know WHY she was in my locker room last week. That I can't answer because I had no clue why she was there in the first place. I never talked to her. I never saw her. Hell, I haven't even made eye contact with her since I broke off my relationship with her to be with you. For what it's worth. I left the hottest blonde bombshell on the face of the planet. Just to be with someone who I THOUGHT was my friend of the past 10 years. For someone who I thought LOVED ME! But instead? You turn out to be no different than anyone else. You've put Maryse down, and trashed her from pillar to post. Accusing her of sleeping around with the roster and doing this, and that. While all along, YOU are doing the exact same thing. That's like the pot calling the kettle black, Kristine. Turns out... you're no different than Maryse, or the rest of the Divas roster. You're just another skank wanting to ride her way to the top. Hopping from one pitched tent to the next, right? Instead of thinking with your head. You decided to think with your assets. Instead of coming up and talking to me about the situation with Maryse. You run off and have an affair with some jackoff interviewer!?
Genesis takes a few steps back and turns away from Kristine. Breathing heavily, with his hands at his side.
Genesis: I don't even want to look at you. I don't even want to know you exist. Far as I'm concerned, you're dead to me.
Sapphire felt the tears forming in her eyes. At this point, she didn't care about Amanda or anyone else who had been watching. She didn't even know what to say, as she watched the only person that had ever truly mattered to her, explode in a fireball of anger. She knew he was justified to feel furious, but the hateful words spewing from his mouth burned her from the inside out. The last time she had felt so breathless and hurt was at her brother's funeral, but this time she turned her pain into anger as she screamed back.
She had come from YOUR locker room, just before YOUR match. I know you enough to know that you're in your locker room damn near until your entrance music hits. Aside from that fact, she had no reason to even be there unless it was to see you. She didn't have a match. She wasn't managing anyone, that I'm aware of. Hell, she's barely a member of the active roster, so I'm surprised she was even let in.
And "for what it's worth" I don't need to ride my way to the top, Brandon. I wasn't going around screwing every man in sight. I don't need to sleep around to get ahead in this company. I can make it based purely on my ability in the ring, which is all I ever set out to prove when I first came into GZWA.
This little drunken one night stand with Trent...It was nothing to me. He's nothing to me. You're the only one I love and want to be with. I wanted to talk to you about Maryse, but I was hurt. I didn't know what to think, and Trent and I were just supposed to do the interview together and then I was going to come back to the hotel after I had cleared my head. That's when I planned to talk to you about the situation.
Sapphire knew she wasn't going to get anywhere with him. In a way, she just wanted him to hear her side. In another, she just wanted to scream to vent the pain and devastation she felt inside. She walked around to stand in front of him, and tried to look him in the eyes. She continued to fight back the tears, and a few streamed down her face, as hard as she tried not to let them fall. She just wanted to wrap her arms around him, hold him close to her, and pretend none of this had ever happened. As mad as she was, she wasn't even mad at Genesis. She was mad at herself. She was mad at Trent. She was mad at Maryse. She was mad at Amanda. But none of that even mattered, her world was crashing down in front of her, and she was scratching and clawing to try and save whatever she could. As she looked up at Genesis, she lowered her voice. She didn't want to fight with him anymore. She just wanted things to go back to normal.
I never thought that someone as incredible and amazing as you would ever want to be with me. I never thought that I could ever break through your walls that you kept up all the time. I loved you, Brandon. I've always loved you, and I always will love you. A few months ago when I was in the hospital, and you admitted how you felt...
She trails off, not even knowing what else to say. She knew she was losing him, and felt completely helpless standing there.
Genesis: Wait!
Genesis grabs Kristine by the arm to keep her from walking off. His hand slowly began to make it's way down from her tricep down to her hand, as both of there hands clasped together for a brief moment before Genesis quickly let her go. Symbolic of the way things were going right now between the two. As if Genesis was starting to let Kristine 'go' and releasing her. The two locked eyes and there eyes alone could tell the story in itself.
Genesis: People get drunk all the time. What kind of bullsh*t is that? I used to drink all the time and get wasted. But I didn't use alcohol as a pathetic excuse to go out and F*** somebody! Besides, for YOUR information, Kristine. I WASN'T in my locker room, even before my match. I was right by the Gorilla Position getting mentally prepared to go out to the ring. When Maryse entered my locker room, I had no idea she was in there until later when it was caught on camera. Therefore, you have no legs to stand on with this, Kristine, because nothing happened!
You on the other hand? Instead of coming to me and talking about the issue, you run into the arms of another man and let him screw your brains out.
The only 'ability' you have anymore is spreading your legs like a cheap slut... if you even want to call that an 'ability', considering 99% of the Divas locker room does that anyway. Obviously, I thought you were different but I guess I misjudged you for being a decent and honest woman.
You say you 'loved me' and all this other crap. Well, as far as I'm concerned Kristine. When you truly 'love' someone, you remain loyal and faithful. You have trust in your partner as well. But I guess that's where you and I differ. See, I might be alot of things in this world. I'm an asshole through and through, and damn proud of it. The one thing I have always been was faithful and loyal, especially to those that stand by me and return the favor, including you. With you, I guess that none of that really matters now does it?
Truth is, Kristine. I 'loved' you too... pay attention to the past tense being used there, 'loved'. Right now? I don't know what to think of you anymore. I know for certain, what I feel for you certainly isn't "love" anymore.
Thank you for destroying my life, Kristine. Everything you touch, you destroy. You have the ability to turn chicken salad into chicken sh*t. You're poison in my eyes. Everything about you makes me sick to my stomach. Guess you want to be the one girl who wants her cake and eat it too, right? Ha! *Sarcasm*
Genesis starts to walk off away from Sapphire, but instead. Stops in his tracks and comes back to look her in the face one last time. The tears began to flow from her eyes, just as they started to form in his. They were both hurting right now obviously. Genesis leaned in and kissed Kristine on her lips one last time for a brief moment, and then proceeded to leave the room afterwards. As he turns the doorknob and opens the door. He turns back to say one last thing to her.
Genesis: Goodbye Kristine. Remember one thing, from what happens this point forward? The blood is on your hands. You're responsible for what will happen next. I have no heart. I have no soul. I have no conscious anymore. There is no more black and white, only shades of grey. Thanks for destroying the only part of my heart that was alive. Now? I am dead on the inside out, just as you're dead to me. Far as your little situation here with Amanda goes? You're both on your own and I hope you BOTH beat the living hell out of each other. You are both nothing more than a spoiled... little... CUNTS!
Sapphire couldn't even contain herself anymore. She was filled with an anger, hate and pain that she had never felt before. She wants to reach out to him, to just make the pain go away and be in his arms again. The only place that she'd ever wanted to be. She starts to say something, but can't form the words, as Genesis exits the room and slams the door behind him shut.
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The woman stop in front of another pair of leg wearing slacks signaling for the camera to pan up. The camera does so to show Raven the bearer of the long, healthy gams staring off this scene as she stand in front of an backstage interviewer.*
Thomas Morning| Hello, Raven. A pleasure to meet and uh..interview you.
*The man opened the conversation as his eyes traveled downward*
Raven| Mmm. Trust the pleasure is all yours. Eyes up, sweetie.
*Raven snapped her fingers bringing the man out of the trance her legs had him in. He cleared his throat starting his job*
Thomas Morning| Well, uh, lets get into why you've been silent for the most part ever since your hard fought win over Anya at Final Encounter.
Raven| Oh, a number of things. I've been healing my leg injury and got amazing results might I add. Catching up on Walking Dead. OH! And I've been working on a surprise for the upcoming Riot!
Thomas Morning| Really? What would that be?
*Raven gave the man a vicious side-eye as her smile dropped a tad*
Raven| Clearly you know not the meaning of a surprise. I'll just say a certain someone is popping into the Riot, making their ultimate return to the ring. It's really gonna be something you people have been waiting for for the longest as well as myself.
Thomas Morning| Will that person be you?
*Raven paused once more, giving the man a dirty look*
Raven| Again, sweetie, you're not catching the meaning of a surprise. Remember two weeks ago when you found out your wife has been sleeping with your brother for the past couple years and your son wasn't really.....well, yours?
*The interviewers eyes widen as his business has just been put on Front Street in front of millions. He tries desperately to ignore the camera and tune out the reactions of those in attendance*
Raven| THAT'S IT! That's the surprised look I was looking for! Not the whole embarrassment thing but the eyes popping out of the sockets part. Perfect. Come Riot Control let's hope everyone will have this whole reaction.
*Raven waved her hand in front of the interviewers face showcasing it to the camera with a smile on her face. She blew a "Muah" air kiss to the camera before strutting off leaving the guy to cover his face as the scene faded to a close*
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Francine: This match should be rather interesting as none of these ladies have been known for playing nice with each other for the last few weeks and it’s going to be interesting to see if our Women’s Champion can play nice with her challengers for her title at Riot Control.
The Carter: Sapphire’s going to have to do the same with Amanda and Maryse. Why did Trent get to be the fortunate soul to get to have fun with her? That should’ve been me, dammit!
Francine: I suppose Sapphire wanted a guy who would last longer than 30 seconds...
Prof. X: (Chuckles) Definitely, this match will be a true test to see which team manages to put their differences aside for the victory here tonight.
The bell rings to start the match with Maryse starting the match off against the Glamazon. Beth Phoenix easily takes advantage of Maryse’s drunken-like haze after countering her opening attack into a Military Press. Beth Phoenix tosses her into Sapphire standing on the ring apron, knocking her down to the ringside floor. Amanda springboards into the ring with Hurracanrana to the Glamazon, but Beth Phoenix counters with a powerbomb pin to the Hardcore Harlot.
One...
Two...
Th--NO!!
Rose breaks the pin for Amanda. Beth Phoenix immediately shoves Rose across the ring for this betrayal.
Prof. X: The Glamazon doesn’t look too happy about that.
Francine: What the hell are we watching? Swapping mates?
The Carter: I only heard rumors that both Rose and Amanda were involved with each other, but who knew that would have come into play here?
Amanda Cortez is back to her feet and delivers a Front Dropkick to the Glamazon’s spine that allows Rose to hit a follow-up Fame-Asser. Amanda goes for the cover on the Glamazon. Referee Jacqueline Moore refuses to count as she reminds Amanda that Sapphire is the legal partner in this match after Beth launched Maryse out of the ring into her.
Since Amanda is adamant about trying to cover Beth Phoenix for the win, Mei Long springboards into the action after seeing enough and breaks the pin with a double stomp to the back of Amanda. Sapphire shoves Maryse from off of her body and staggers back to the ring, only for Maryse to connect with a French TKO to the side of her head. Waving to Amanda in the ring, Maryse stumbles up the entrance ramp as she wants nothing more to do with this match as Jacqueline begins the ring out count. Amanda quickly slides out of the ring and reluctantly rolls Sapphire back into the ring just before the count of 9.
Beth Phoenix has had her fill of playing nice with her teammates and shoves both Mei Long and Rose out of the way to capitalize on Sapphire’s condition. That is, before knocking Amanda off of the ring apron with a well-placed shoulder block. Before the Glamazon could enjoy the satisfaction of disposing of the Hardcore Harlot, both Mei Long and Rose had to reintroduce themselves to Miss Phoenix. Mei delivers a Dragon Kiss (Windmill Kick) that spins the Glamazon around and into a pending Thorn’s Edge (RKO) from Rose. Both Rose and Mei Long then step back out onto the ring apron with their backs turned on as both Beth Phoenix and Sapphire are down as Jacqueline begins the double KO count.
Prof. X: If this is any indication of what we are to expect at Riot Control then these ladies have little to no respect for each other when it comes to that title.
Francine: I’m not surprised. These girls can’t be all hugs and kisses when it comes down to deciding who will be our Women’s Champion after Riot Control.
The Carter: Poor Sapphire, she needs to drop Genesis like a bad habit and get with a nicer guy - like me for example...
Francine: Please, Carter, the only thing nice about you is when you’re not in the same room with a woman.
Sapphire returns to her feet after a count of 6, holding her head after suffering from Maryse’s French TKO earlier. Sapphire climbs the turnbuckle and takes flight with an impressive Shooting Star Elbow Drop, but the Glamazon rolls out of the way. As Sapphire returns to her feet holding her arm, Beth Phoenix capitalizes with a Glam Slam. Upon impact, Sapphire counters with a sunset flip, securing the Glamazon’s shoulders to the canvas in a pin.
One...
Two...
Thr--NO!!
Beth Phoenix barely kicks out as both Mei Long and Rose Cortez applaud from the ring apron. Sapphire grows frustrated, clearly lost her normally cool-headed demeanor from the events of earlier tonight and argues the count with Jacqueline before turning back towards the waking Glamazon with a Clothesline from Hell. Beth uses her own momentum against her as she counters with an Irish Whip into the ropes. Sapphire returns on the rebound with a Striking Spear, only for the Glamazon to leapfrog the incoming charge and allows Sapphire to knock Mei Long off the ring apron with the Spear as they both fall down to the floor.
Beth Phoenix smirks devilishly at Sapphire’s folly but didn’t notice that Amanda made a blind tag during the rebound. Amanda delivers a Missile Drop Kick to the Glamazon, sending her reeling towards Rose who makes a blind tag of her own before springboarding into the action, delivering a Tornado DDT to her own partner.
Alone in the ring, both Amanda and Rose stare down before Rose falls to the canvas unexpectedly. Smiling, Amanda covers Rose as Jacqueline has no choice but to make the count and name the Hardcore Harlot the winner of this contest.
Francine: I should have known that Amanda has been trimming her garden behind closed doors...
The Carter: I know both Beth and Mei Long can’t be too pleased with this turn of events that literally cost them the win here tonight.
Prof. X: They shouldn’t be too mad as all bets are off at Riot Control when they all face each other for the Women’s Championship in a Triple Threat match.
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Singles Match - Jordan Hightower (w/ Catie Hightower) vs. Leon Torres (debut; w/ Amber Torres)
Zoey Valentine: Ladies and Gentlemen, allow me to introduce and welcome back to GZWA, Amber Torres!
Francine: Wait, what? Is it true that the Cruz sister that I actually can tolerate is back?
The Carter: It's definitely a great night in GZWA here tonight. First Velvet Sky comes back, now Amber!
The Carter: It's definitely a great night in GZWA here tonight. First Velvet Sky comes back, now Amber!
Prof. X: Just wait and see!
*The lights dim and flicker Light Blue as "Change" by Hyuna blares throughout the arena.*
*Out walks Amber Torres, Mic in hand as she heads to the ring as the crowd cheers*
*She steps into the ring shooing Jordan and Catie to step back. Jordan complies while Catie stands in place with a disgusted look on her face. Amber simply smiles before stepping up into Catie's face she speaks into the mic*
Amber: Look bitch, I said back the hell up. This is my ring sister, you have no idea who is standing in front of you. I'm royalty around these here parts, ask anyone about me.
*The crowd starts to boo Amber along with a "Who are you" chant. She simply shrugs it off before placing the mic back in front of her mouth rolling her eyes in the process*
Amber: Now move bitch!
*Amber pie faces Catie as Jordan pulls her away*
Francine: Oh Snap! No she didn't!
The Carter: Yes she did! Hubba Hubba, that Amber always has been a Feisty one!
Francine: Watch your tone! Her Husband can't be that far behind!
Amber: Now where was I? Oh yes, you see GZWA universe, I'm not going to take up much of you're time.. Just yet. I know all of you have been dying to know where me and my hunky gorgeous husband have been the past two years.
*Amber pauses and blows a kiss to the crowd.*
Amber: You see all will be reveled in due time. But for now, let me reintroduce to you all. From Atlanta, Georgia, Leon Torrrrrres!
*The lights dim again and "Time of Your Life" by Kid Ink blast in the arena*
*Out steps Leon. He claps and points at Amber as he makes his way into the ring.*
*Amber hands him the mic after placing a wet one on his cheek.*
Leon: It's so good to be back. I almost missed all the ugly faces in the crowd.
*He and Amber laugh as the crowd boo's. A faint "who are you" chant can be heard*
Leon: They beg me to come back and when i finally do, this it what they give me?
*Leon points at Jordan up & down as Amber can be seen making a stank face*
Leon: A Remember The Titans towel boy reject!
* Leon and Amber both laugh as Catie holds back Jordan.*
Leon: Oh please, don't get your panties in a bunch sir. Im the real Deal. Your about to find out why they call me Leon Dash.
*Amber and Catie both exit the ring as Leon drops the mic. He props up onto the turnbuckle awaiting the bell to start.*
Leon and Jordan start off with a simple lock-up with Jordan's bigger from able to force Leon into the corner before tossing him across the ring. Leon hits the mat and rolls over to his feet charging into another lock-up, this time Jordan pushes him to the mat with ease. Leon quickly gets up catching Jordan off guard with a right hook to the jaw. Leon follows with haymakers backing Jordan into the corner before mounting him with hard rights to the skull. Jordan is able to push him over the top rope in an attempt to regain his composure. Leon lands on the apron and swiftly springboards off the ropes to catch Jordan with a Hurracanrana that sends him across and through the ropes to crash outside.
A pumped Leon goes for another risk as he leaps over the ropes for a diving crossbody, but Jordan catches him in midair then proceeds to ram his back against the steel ring post. Next, he hoists Leon in the air holding him inn a vertical suplex position, dropping him with a thunderous thud before rolling him back in the ring. He covers but Leon kicks out at 2. Leon scurries to the rope forcing the ref to keep Jordan at bay. Leon pops up jabbing his thumb in Jordan's eye, getting a warning from the ref. Leon hits Jordan's knee with a low dropkick beginning to take away the base of his power. He stomps the knee maliciously before dropping elbows onto it. Leon tries for a Muta Lock but Jordan kicks him away with a shot to the gut. Leon retaliates before Jordan has a chance to recover in the form of a soccer like kick to the ribs. He rebounds off the ropes putting Jordan with with a running baseball slide the face, going for the cover afterwards but only gets two. Leon drops a knee to his face before pulling him up to his feet to perform an Irish Whip. Jordan reverses the whip to send Leon to the ropes instead leaning over upon his rebound.
A pumped Leon goes for another risk as he leaps over the ropes for a diving crossbody, but Jordan catches him in midair then proceeds to ram his back against the steel ring post. Next, he hoists Leon in the air holding him inn a vertical suplex position, dropping him with a thunderous thud before rolling him back in the ring. He covers but Leon kicks out at 2. Leon scurries to the rope forcing the ref to keep Jordan at bay. Leon pops up jabbing his thumb in Jordan's eye, getting a warning from the ref. Leon hits Jordan's knee with a low dropkick beginning to take away the base of his power. He stomps the knee maliciously before dropping elbows onto it. Leon tries for a Muta Lock but Jordan kicks him away with a shot to the gut. Leon retaliates before Jordan has a chance to recover in the form of a soccer like kick to the ribs. He rebounds off the ropes putting Jordan with with a running baseball slide the face, going for the cover afterwards but only gets two. Leon drops a knee to his face before pulling him up to his feet to perform an Irish Whip. Jordan reverses the whip to send Leon to the ropes instead leaning over upon his rebound.
Leon sees this and answers with a kick to the chest and a headbutt to the face before pulling Jordan in for a reversed Twist of Fate. Jordan spins out of this maneuver to down Leon with a short-armed clothesline following with a double axe-handle strike ending with a big boot to the chin. He picks Leon up to send him flying with a Fall Away Slam. Leon crashes near the refs feet as he clings on to the ropes pulling himself back up. Jordan takes time to nurse his knee before getting ready for a Hightower Security Check Point (Three Point Stance into a football tackle). He charges at Leon for the kill, but Leon uses his momentum against Jordan to send him flying through the rope to crash land onto his sister, Catie, on the outside.
Amber applauds her man on the outside while Leon chuckles to himself looking at Jordan tend to Catie. Jordan slides back in spearing Leon to the ground hitting him with closed fists. this warrants a warning from the ref but Jordan ignores it as he drags Leon up to spear him in the corner from there he mercilessly stomps him before pulling him up for a Gutwrench Neckbreaker. Amber leans into the ring grabbing Leon's hand hoping to pull him out for a recovery period, but Jordan drags him in the middle of the ring telling Amber to mind her own damn business. Amber hops on the apron continuing the argument while the ref tries to calm her down and get her off the apron.
Jordan ignores her and focuses back on Leon, who surprises him with a low blow behind the refs back then a kick to his weakened knee for good measure. After seeing the damage done Amber hops off the apron with a smile before she nails a recovering Catie with a Savate Kick to the jaw. In the ring, Jordan is seen kneeling over in pain from the cheap shots. He is soon knocked out via Dashing By (Shining Wizard) by Leon who covers getting the win in his debut match tonight.
[/li]Amber applauds her man on the outside while Leon chuckles to himself looking at Jordan tend to Catie. Jordan slides back in spearing Leon to the ground hitting him with closed fists. this warrants a warning from the ref but Jordan ignores it as he drags Leon up to spear him in the corner from there he mercilessly stomps him before pulling him up for a Gutwrench Neckbreaker. Amber leans into the ring grabbing Leon's hand hoping to pull him out for a recovery period, but Jordan drags him in the middle of the ring telling Amber to mind her own damn business. Amber hops on the apron continuing the argument while the ref tries to calm her down and get her off the apron.
Jordan ignores her and focuses back on Leon, who surprises him with a low blow behind the refs back then a kick to his weakened knee for good measure. After seeing the damage done Amber hops off the apron with a smile before she nails a recovering Catie with a Savate Kick to the jaw. In the ring, Jordan is seen kneeling over in pain from the cheap shots. He is soon knocked out via Dashing By (Shining Wizard) by Leon who covers getting the win in his debut match tonight.
** END OF PART ONE **
Note: If you guys are wondering what's the hold up, it's mainly coding these MASSIVE segments and wrapping up the guest presenters' introductions. Trust me, it's going to be worth the wait.
