Anderson: Ladies and gentlemen it is time for your main event of the evening. This match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Mayhem championship!
Alice slowly and seductively walks forward, stopping at the beginning of the ramp. She slowly rotates her hips, as the song picks up, teasing the audience with a burlesque performance. She slowly unties the front of her robe, and lets it fall off of her shoulders. As soon as it hits the floor, her whole demeanor changes, she walks towards the ring with a look of determination. This was her time now. Once inside she flaunts towards the middle of the ring, and throws her hands straight up into the air. She slowly brings them down, caressing her front hips and legs, before bending forward until she reaches her neat leather boots. She rises up, giving the crowd another view of her legs, thighs, and butt, blowing them a kiss afterwards.
Anderson: Introducing first, the challenger, hailing from Palm Springs California, she weighs in at 175 pounds, Alice “Baby Doll” Adams!
Connor: This girl has a lot to prove, and a great opportunity in front of her tonight. If she can knock off Mikey here tonight, she not only gets the Mayhem title, but a hell of boost going forward.
Cohen: She arrogant and confident; I like that. She’ll need that determination if she wants to topple Stormrage.
The lights go down, as green lights pulse around the stage to the beat of the music. Mikey appears to be in top form and in a great mood, as he walks on the stage with both of his championship belts raised above his head. He smiles at the crowd, slapping hands with a few of the fans in the front row, as he makes his way down the ramp. He tosses both belts into the ring, and rolls inside. He climbs the turnbuckle and shouts a mighty "first duel champion!" as he raises both belts once more.
Anderson: And introducing the champion, from Indianapolis, Indiana, now residing in Southwestern Puerto Rico, he weighs in at 361 pounds, Mikey Stormrage!
Connor: This match was announced at the start of the show. Mikey won the Mayhem title after assaulting Garth Black at the dentists office to become the first duel champion in company history.
Cohen: We’ve yet to see if that’s gone to his head or not, as no one has yet to attempt to take the Mayhem title away from him. This will be the first in-ring defense of the title since the 24/7 rules were activated.
Referee Keith Moore takes the Mayhem title from Mikey, and holds it above his head for all to see. If Alice wins this match, that title’s hers. He hands the belt to another official and signals for the bell.
*Ding Ding Ding*
Alice immediately rushes forward and engages Mikey in a collar-and-elbow grapple. The large man shoves her back with ease. She rolls backwards through the momentum, coming to rest near the ropes. She stares up and him and nods. She was just testing his strength. Adams gets to her feet, and this time is a lot more hesitant to engage the big man. She feigns a charge, but backs away slowly towards the corner. Mikey rushes towards her, and tries to use his mass to block her in, but she rolls underneath him. He stops himself before he hits the turnbuckle, and turns around, only to be blasted by a forearm shot to the face! Stormrage staggers a bit, leaning against the turnbuckle, as Alice brings the fight to him with more forearm blows to the chest. He swats her away with no effort at all, but she uses the moment and rolls through it, getting back to her feet in an instant. She charges forward, blasting Mikey with a flying forearm smash before he can move out of the way. With her massive opponent now dazed, Adams climbs to the top of the turnbuckle, as Mikey staggers forward. She quickly dives off and drives him down face first into the canvas with a diving bulldog. The maneuver doesn’t keep Stormrage down for long, as the duel champion quickly recovers. Alice measures him, and grabs his head and applies a front facelock. She drives him down to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker. She goes for a quick cover: 1…2…but Mikey kicks out. He powers out with so much force, that he launches her in between the ropes, and onto the floor. Alice looks completely shocked.
Connor: Alice seems to be testing Mikey here in the beginning. I thought she’d go for a weapon immediately, but she’s keeping this clean so far.
Cohen: She’s smart, Cat. If I were up against a near 400 pounder, I’d probably use duck and run attacks too.
Connor: Oh my god! Mikey launched Alice out of the ring with the force of that kickout.
Cohen: Now he’s just showing off.
Adams shakes the cobwebs loose, and turns around, only to be greeted by a grizzly bear sized paw, as Stormrage grabs her from behind. He yanks her onto of the apron, and tries to throw her over the ropes with a biel toss. She counters, and drives his torso down across the top rope, as she drops to the floor. That’s enough to stun the big man, as Alice lifts the apron, and begins looking underneath the ring for something. She grabs the first shiny object to catch her eye. It’s a chair! She waits, hiding it from view, until he walks back over to the edge of the ring trying to locate her. She looks up, and swings the chair forward, bashing him in the shoulder. It was almost on instinct that Mikey managed to protect his head. Adams slides back into the ring, and drives the edge of the chair into the back of his knee. Stormrage crumbles to the mat, as his smaller opponent begins unloading on him with chair shot after chair shot. The big man tries to protect himself the best he can. Satisfied with the damage that’s she’s done, she proceeds to hoist a very woozy Stormrage to his feet. She grabs his head and applies a front face lock, and drives him head first into the canvas with a DDT. She covers him: 1…2… but the champion powers out.
Connor: Adams showing great in-ring awareness there by targeting Mikey’s knee with that chair. Most rookies would have targeted the upper body.
Cohen: Agreed. Stormrage has so much fat on him that he probably wouldn’t even feel it. She nearly got him with that DDT.
Connor: This is huge opportunity for Adams here tonight. She’s won the Mayhem title twice already, but has never won it in a proper match.
Alice grabs the chair, and repositions it on the canvas. She hoists Mikey to his feet, and tries to drive him head first onto the steel with another DDT, but he counters, and whips her into the ropes. She bounces off, and runs straight into his waiting arms. Suddenly, the big man hoists her up, and slams her down onto the chair with a ‘Game Over!’ The crowd is stunned. Mikey drops down and covers her: 1…2…but she kicks out! Somehow, Alice manages to survive his best shot. On a chair no less. The hall of famer is speechless.
Connor: How did Adams kick out of that? I thought for sure this match was over.
Cohen: I’m genuinely shocked. When’s the last time we’ve seen something like this happen? Miss Adams has a lot of guts.
Mikey lifts his smaller opponent to her feet, and slams her to the mat with a ‘Live Mas Slam,’ driving his full weight on top of her after the suplex. He pins her, and the referee begins to count. Surely this is the end: 1…2…but she kicks out again! Alice Adams won’t die. Mikey smiles as the crowd begins to chant his name. He reaches down and picks her up off the mat, and gathers her into his arms. He lifts her up and drives her across his knee with a backbreaker. Instead of letting her fall to the mat, he picks her up again and posses with her in his arms. He holds her up, before getting a running start, and drives her across his knee with another punishing backbreaker! She rolls away, clutching her back in pain. Stormrage turns, and raises his hands in victory, the crowd cheering him on, as Adams writhes in agony.
Connor: I have a feeling this match won’t last much longer.
Cohen: So much brutality shown against this young woman by this huge man, and these people are cheering it. Are they all just stone cold?
Mikey turns his attention back to Alice, who is now resting on the mat next to the ropes. He bounds over to her, his large and powerful legs allowing him to cover the distance in just a few strides, but she grabs ahold of the bottom rope and refuses to let go. He grabs her, and attempts to pull her away from the ropes, but she’s got a death grip on them. The referee can’t call for a break because of the Mayhem rules stipulation, as Stormrage still tries to pry her off. She lifts up her leg, and kicks him in the face. Mikey stumbles backwards, as Adams gets to her feet. She rushes forward, but Stormrage catches her, and applies a bear hug. She screams in anguish, as her giant opponent begins crushing her with his mammoth strength. She begins to feel all the strength begin to rush from her body, as she starts to go limp. Mikey shakes her back and forth like a rag doll, as it becomes clear that she struggling to breath. With one last ditch effort to save herself, Alice does the only thing she can think of, she leans down and clamps her teeth down on his neck. She biting him, like a damn vampire! Stormrage hollers, as he feels her teeth pierce the skin close to his jugular. He loosens his grip, and screams at the ref to get her off, but because of the rules there’s nothing he can do. Small amounts of blood begin to trickle down Mikey’s neck, as he finally releases the hold.
Connor: What the hell are we watching, the Walking Dead?
Cohen: It’s Mayhem Rules Cat, biting is perfectly legal.
Mikey wipes his neck with his hand, as Alice reaches down and grabs the chair. The big man glances over in her direction, only to see a flash of metal headed right towards his head! He brings his hands up just in time to deflect the blow, but she swings it again, this time targeting his knee. Stormrage grimaces in pain, as the smaller woman drives the edge of the chair into the back of his knee, sending him crashing down like a big tree trunk onto the mat. She lifts the chair high above her head, and slams it down across his knee. She hits him over and over, unleashing all her rage upon the former world champion. Alice drops the chair, and screams in rage. Mikey grabs in knee, and attempts to stand, but she cracks him in the side of the head with a running dropkick. He falls to the canvas, as Adams quickly sees her golden opportunity. He’s too heavy to lift, so there’s only one option left. She exits the ring, and walks across the apron to the turnbuckle. She climbs to the top as quickly as she can with her injured back. Perched on the top, she measures the champion, as he slowly begins to stir. Mikey makes it to his feet, his leg still stinging with pain, as Adams leaps from the top rope. She soars through the air, and makes contact, driving Stormrage into the mat with a diving DDT! The ‘Private Show’ connects, as Alice hooks his massive leg: 1…2… but Mikey kicks out!
Connor: That’s the guts of the champion right there. Maybe he underestimated Adams a little bit coming into this fight, but there’s no denying that she’s taking the fight to him now.
Cohen: Stormrage nearly got caught. I think she’s one more big move away from winning the Mayhem title.
Both competitors are down, as the referee checks on both. Mikey starts to get to his feet, holding his knee, still feeling the pain, as Alice gets to hers. The adrenaline is flowing, allowing her to ignore the pain in her back for now. A loud cry of “this is awesome” begins to emerge from the crowd, now clearly behind both competitors. Adams charges forward and blasts the large man in the face with a forearm smash, staggering him. She runs, bounces off the ropes, and charges forward, but Mikey catches her body in mid-air! He lifts her up, the crowd not knowing if he’s attempting his finisher or a fallaway slam, but his knee buckles, and Alice falls on top of him. She rolls away, and gets back to her feet. She runs, ricochets off the ropes, and drills him in the face with a running dropkick. The blow is enough to send him reeling, as he flops back down onto the mat. Alice sees another opportunity, as she exits the ring, and climbs to the top rope once more, this time a little quicker than before. She measures Mikey, as he gets back to his feet, and jumps. The crowd knows what’s coming, and the big man does too, as he grabs the smaller woman out of the air. He lifts her up, and plants her with a huge falling Uranage. He doesn’t have the energy to go for the cover, as both competitors are down once more.
Connor: Oh my god, this match is coming down to the wire. What’s it going to take?
Cohen: Win or lose, anyone that doubted Alice Adams before tonight should be getting ready to eat their words.
Both competitors make it to their feet, Stormrage surprisingly a bit faster, the adrenaline now kicking in for him as well. He ignores the pain in his knee, as he grabs the smaller woman and whips her forward. He shifts his momentum, and sends her barreling towards the opposite side. Alice bounces off the ropes, and ducks underneath his attempt at a body block. She smacks the other side of the ring, bounces off the ropes, and decks Stormrage with another running forearm smash. Mikey is staggered. He tries desperately to hold onto his vertical base, as Adams delivers another running forearm smash. But the champion won’t go down! He motions her to bring it on, a fire now ablaze in his eyes. With a primal yell, she runs, bounces off the ropes, and charges forward, but he lifts her up over his head in a gorilla press. Her body gets launched into the air, falling towards the canvas, as Mikey catches her in his arms, and in one swift motion drives her into the canvas with another falling powerslam! It’s ‘Game Over’ as he covers her: 1…2…3!
Anderson: Here is your winner by pin fall, and still the Mayhem champion, Mikey Stormrage!
Connor: What a finish! Mikey literally just launched her into the air, caught, and hit the Game Over. When the last time you’ve seen him do something like that?
Cohen: Can’t remember, but Adams lit a fire under Mikey tonight. She should be proud of her efforts tonight.
The crowd cheers the efforts of both competitors, as the referee hands Mikey the Elite and Mayhem titles. He holds them both overhead, and possess for the crowd, as Adams rolls out of the ring. She lays on the outside mat as Stormrage’s music plays, and curses her dumb luck, as she slams her fists into the ground in frustration. She swore that next time, she’d win for sure.
