We return with Aftershock well and truly in swing.
Serra: Ladies and gentlemen, we apologize for the scene you all witnessed at home. During the break, Mick Overlast was rushed to the hospital. There is no word yet on the extent of his injuries.
The arena is ready for another hard hitting bout of action and drama when the bell rings to catchy their attention. They let out a cheer, recognising another contest is soon to follow:
Anderson: Ladies and gentlemen, this next bout is set for one fall!
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The crowd mood changes from one of eagerness to a mixed reception. Some of it is love, some of it is loathing:
Anderson: Introducing first, from Petersburg, Russia, weighing 165 pounds; CELESTE CRIMSON!
Celeste Crimson is slow to enter the arena, but she indeed does, standing tall on the top of the entrance ramp. A lone spotlight shines on her, the centre of attention her for now.
Serra: I hope Celeste is proud of what she’s done leading to this match. She has that spotlight she craved, but at what price?
Klamor: Price? I wouldn’t call independence price. She’s liberated herself from the constraints of teaming with Sandy Deserts and now she has the ability to dish out justice as she pleases.
Moving down the ramp, paying little to no attention to the largely mixed reaction, Celeste moves to enter the ring. She looks out at the capacity crowd and soaks in her atmosphere before entering the ring and very casually moving into a corner, awaiting her opponent. She is largely stoic, even as the music changes and the reaction becomes far more positive:
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Anderson: And her opponent, from The Night’s Watch, weighing 143 pounds; SANDY DESERTS!
Compared to Celeste’s entrance, Sandy Deserts is a ball of energy. She motions for the crowd to give her their energy and cheer wildly for her. She nods and the crowd cheers with delight and she stops dead to look at the ring. She licks her lips and nods, knowing a monumental task awaits her in the form of Celeste.
Serra: Is Sandy Deserts prepared for this match or what?
Klamor: I don’t know. Sandy may lack the cunning and guile to overcome the force of nature that is Celeste.
Serra: We’ll see Johnny. We’ll see...
Suddenly, Sandy sprints to the ring and Celeste comes out to meet her, but the momentum is great and Sandy is able to take Celeste down! The referee calls for the bell as the crowd cheers and the battle has begun. Sandy throws a melee of fists into Celeste’s energy and the larger of the two women is desperate to escape this early predicament. Using her martial-arts training, Celeste uses forearms to block the fists and wraps her legs around Sandy’s waist before rolling out into a full body scissors position. She tries to lock her arms around Sandy’s neck too, but the fan favourite throws her skull at Celeste, battering off her nose. With Celeste’s attention diverted from the hold as she checks her nose, Sandy batters away at the body scissors and wriggles free. She moves into a corner in a bid to create separation. Celeste gets to her feet, still making sure her nose isn’t bloody as Sandy pushes herself to the second rope from there she comes down with an old school double axe-handle. Celeste falls to the mat and Sandy drops into the cover. 1...2...KICK-OUT! The “Submission Queen” powers her way out and Sandy immediately rolls away, again creating separation. She finds herself on the apron this time and plots a move, eyeing up the top rope. The crowd believes they know what’s coming next as Celeste staggers to her feet, dazed.
As anticipation rises and Celeste stumbles into the correct position, Sandy throws herself up onto the rope and springboards off with a senton. Celeste though is formerly Sandy’s partner and knows her moves well. She swats Sandy’s leg down and grabs the ankle, twisting and contorting it in a bid to apply her ankle lock known to her as Divine Intervention! She has Sandy on her back as she twists the ankle in a disturbing manner. Sandy’s shoulders are to the mat and the ref is forced to count; 1...2...KICK-OUT! The kick-out proves unhelpful though as Sandy rolls into the ankle lock position in full And Celeste cranks the ankle! Sandy appears to be in great discomfort, but she’s a gutsy competitor and rolls through the move with relative ease, though some damage is done. Celeste batters into the turnbuckle and Sandy executes a schoolboy cover; 1...2...KICK-OUT! The Russian makes it out just in time and rises, but is met with a throat thrust which sends her back to the mat. Sandy sees an opportunity and goes for a high impact move early, bouncing off the middle rope in a bid for her Dreamcatcher signature move. Celeste’s legs though are up and Sandy’s ribs crack off of Crimson’s knees.
Klamor: An even contest so far I’d say though Celeste has regained the momentum.
It would appear that Johnny Klamor is indeed correct as Celeste shoves Sandy off of her knees and floats into a cover, shoving Sandy’s skull into the mat with her elbow during the process: 1...2...KICK-OUT! The wile veteran Celeste follows up with a second, similar cover: 1...2..KICK-OUT! And earlier kick-out this time. Sandy hold she ribs with one arm and shoves Celeste with the other, but it accomplishes little. Celeste throws a sickening elbow into Sandy’s face to drop her down. Again a cover from Celeste: 1...2...KICK-OUT! She repeats again: 1...2...KICK-OUT! And yet again: 1...KICK-OUT!
Serra: Celeste is hoping to wear Sandy out with those repeated covers and I think it may well be doing the job.
Though she is breaking her opponent down, Celeste looks to put Sandy away quicker as she applies a nerve hold, using it to bring Sandy to her feet. Once there, Celeste grabs Sandy’s waist and prepares to deliver a German suplex. She tries it but it is blocked by Sandy the first time. She gos for it again a second time, again it is blocked. She thinks the third time might be the charm, but this time Sandy rolls her up with an athletic pin: 1...2...KICK-OUT! Both women rising to their feet, a sense of urgency has become apparent for both of them. Sandy notes she can’t continue getting dissected by Celeste and Celeste fears getting caught. Thus they appear to develop the same idea; go for the kill! Celeste spins and charges with ferocity, preparing to unleash her high speed roundhouse kick finisher; Spirit Crusher! Meanwhile Sandy uses her senses to throw a reverse roundhouse kick; Goodnight! The similarities in their moves are obvious as is the devastation that follows them as both women connect with gusto. They fall as the crowd goes wild, neither female superstar in position to take advantage of the move.
Serra: Double disaster! Who’s going to take the advantage off of this?
Who indeed as the referee begins his count:
1...2...3...
Still no signs of movement from either competitor as the crowd start to get behind Sandy almost unanimously. They chant her name.
Serra: This capacity crowd is on hand to witness a quality battle of wills between two former friends and partners.
...4...5...
The Sandy chants grow louder but they do not stir Ms. Deserts. No, rather they stir Celeste Crimson who manages to lift her head off the mat. The crowd boos thunderously as Celeste reaches out at Sandy.
...6...7...
She claws and crawls trying to get into position for the cover.
8...9...
Finally she reaches her nemesis and collapses atop her for surely the decisive fall:
Klamor: This is it!
1...2...KICK-OUT!
The crowd goes into a frenzy as Sandy kicks out and the match continues. Celeste’s face is a portrait of despair. She was certain this was over, but still Sandy does not die. She looks to the referee desperate for the three count but only the confirmation of what she feared awaits her. She is disbelieving.
Celeste is the first to rise, shaking her head and panting the entire way. She motions for a three count to the referee but he merely shakes his head. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she sees that Sandy is slowly beginning to stir. Celeste cannot have this and goes to lift the Nights Watch native herself. To Celeste’s surprise, Sandy, despite a glazed over look in her eyes, offers a flurry of weak fists. Celeste is more irritated that anything else and ends this assault of sorts by grabbing one of Sandy’s arms and snapping it down with a fujiwara armbar! The pain overcoming all her other senses and waking her up fully, Sandy flails like mad in a desperate bid to escape the submission. She reaches for the ropes, certainly within touching distance, but the pain is so severe that she instinctively tries to alleviate the pressure first. Extreme damage is being done to the arm and the pace of this contest has shot up with it. Celeste screams and shakes her head, sensing victory. Finally though, Sandy’s mind clears she grabs the ropes to break the hold. Ever vicious though, Celeste keeps it locked in! The referee asks her to release, but she refuses.
Klamor: Now Celeste needs to be careful. She could get disqualified here...
The referee begins to count: 1...2...3...4...CELESTE BREAKS THE HOLD! At the final moment Celeste releases Sandy from the basic but brilliant submission. The crowd boos Celeste for her actions and she offers a foul look in response. She shakes her heads once more. She goes to grab Sandy and drag her back into the centre of the ring for another submission likely, but Sandy reverses and hits an inside cradle! 1...2...CELESTE POWERS OUT! Crimson uses both her incredible strength and the weakened arm to power out of Sandy’s pinfall. Sandy tries to roll away, grabbing the arm in hopes of recuperating slightly, but Celeste has tasted the blood in the water and she needs to get the kill lest she be unfulfilled. She fires off a kick right at the injured arm and opens Sandy up for another kick. This one is of the side shuffle variety and it puts Sandy down of the mat. Celeste though is not taking any chances and drags her wounded, ex-comrade to the centre of the ring. There she locks in Sea of Serenity; the crucifix choke! The move binds Sandy and she can only try to struggle with her legs, but her strength is diminished and her arms are weary. Pain overcomes all other emotions and she in excruciating pain. The crowd is trying to raise her spirits, but Celeste is breaking them. Sandy tries to elongate her body in any way possible and reach the ropes, but she just can’t do it. She begins to fade but before slipping into total unconsciousness she weakly submits!
Klamor: That’s it! Celeste wins!
Anderson: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner by way of submission; CELESTE CRIMSON!
Despite the announcement, Celeste keeps the move applied, desperate to make sure she has both made her point and actually won this long, gruelling affair. After some prompting by the ref, Celeste does release Sandy from her bonds. Steven Kurtesy’s former ally falls limp as Celeste Crimson rises, the referee holding her arm up triumphantly. She snatches it away, this victory her own and she wishes to stand in the spotlight with her justice achieved.
Serra: That was a tough battle, but in the end the submission wrestling of Celeste overcame the striking talents of Sandy. I just hope it was worth it for Celeste.
Celeste poses over Sandy and sneers. She raises her arms in victory, casting shadow over her former friend. She draws hatred from the crowd, a unanimous vote of displeasure. Then, she takes her leave as she sees that Sandy is, very slowly, starting to stir again, extending her arm out as if to reach out to Celeste for the final time. Celeste responds by turning her back on Sandy as she exits through the curtain.
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We cut backstage and we see Leon Kensworth standing by with Krypto next to him. Krypto looks rather serious as Kensworth begins to speak.
Kensworth: Ladies and gentlemen, I am here with the WZCW Resident Alien, Krypto.
Krypto: Yes, Leon. Thank you for your time. As agreed, I will purchase your next "hooker" for this allotted time.
Kensworth: wjogjewogjwojg-
Kensworth holds up a finger to shush Krypto.
Kensworth: Let's not talk about that... Anyways, you are no stranger to battle royals. You actually mastered them as you went on to win the Mentor Program, did you not?
Krypto: Yes, yes I did. However, tonight is not about mastering matches Leon. Tonight is about mastering one stubborn earthling. I have stretched out my hand in companionship to Mister Alhazred numerous times, but he has turned me down. All I want is to examine his Power Glove and see what it's capabilities are. I have decided the only course of action to take now is one of force. It is personal Alhazred!
Krypto walks off camera and Kensworth seems kind of shocked by Krypto's serious demeanor. The camera fades out.