Battleground #12 : Battle of the Sexes (Show)

[Lucky Linda]

Linger hits and Lucky Linda La Fey makes her way down to the ring, she high fives the fans at ringside, then slides into the ring and is handed a mic from Frank.

“Man, i tell you all something. “ Linda paces the ring. “I LOVE THIS AMAZONS ARENA!!!” Crowd pops big time. “Feels just like home walking back in here. “

Linda stops pacing and a serious look comes over her. “But i tell you want i don’t love. That is a no good, ungrateful, conniving back stabber!” Linda shakes her head in disgust. “Otherwise known, as a Avery McCullen!!!”

“Avery!” Linda roars. “You have gone and crossed me for the final time. I gave you the benefit of the doubt after the Anzac Cup fiasco, and that pathetic attempt at an apology and i let you walk side by side with me, the Irish Rose Bombshells. We had a connection. We had it ALL!”

“I was the SWAT Amazons Champion, and you were ... “ Linda thinks for a moment ... “you were, ummm, you were my tag team partner.” Linda smiles, a screw you Avery smile to the camera. “You and that grub husband of your’s, you both deserve each other!”

“That leads me to you Mark Maddox.” Linda again starts pacing. “Tonight, it is you and I, and I for one could not be more pleased.” She really does look quite chuffed. “You see Mark. I look at you, and at your wife, and i am disgusted. The pair of you make me sick to my stomach.” Linda’s pacing becomes quicker as she angers more. “I thought at first it was your fault, and you were all in her head, trying to just benefit yourself, but then, then i saw the look in her eye when she thought she had thrown me over the top rope, it was crystal clear to me on the replay, that she loved every minute of betraying me. So, maybe i was wrong, maybe you’re just the dumb sap that she manipulates to her desires. Maybe you’re both as bad and messed up as each other, maybe, i don’t give a crap what or which one it is! Maybe you’ll say, I am the dumb sap, i am the messed up one, that’s what you do, isn’t Mark? Just sit back and repeat to your opponents whatever they said first to you” Linda mocks a childs annoying voice “I’m not, you ARE!” Linda then rolls her eyes.

“All i know is, the pair of you can rot in the puddle of blood i leave you both in. First you tonight Maddox!” Linda stops pacing staring intently into the camera. “This i have wanted for a long time! It is going to be a pleasure to bring you down a notch or two, to put you in your place and stretch you in this very ring, limb from limb. You will scream like a girl as i show the entire world who you really are.” Linda is still staring directly into the camera “and who you are is a coward! A phoney! A joke really. And tonight, the joke is on you, when in the battle of the sexes, you lose to a girl, ohh the shame.”

“Olympia just secured both Brewster’s job and that inter gender matches will continue here at SWAT. Not that i really care less about Brewster’s job, or facing the men, but if facing the men means i get to upstage the likes of Maddox, then more power to me, and US!” Linda moves over and leans on the ropes, relaxed again.

“How about our new Champ Radu Matei guys? What do we all think of him?” Crowd boo’s. “Yes, i hear you and feel the exact same way. This guy is next level. Creeps me out to tell you the truth, and on winning the title, he put out an open challenge, and guess who won, that’s right, ME! I got lucky on that one! Or did I?”

“Matei, i welcome the opportunity to wrestle for the World Title, and you may rue the day you decided to step in the ring with Lucky Linda La Fey! But one thing at a time, first its tonight, and Maddox! So Maddox, you got to ask yourself a question, do you feel lucky?” Linda crosses her arms on the ropes resting her chin casually on them. “Well? Do Ya? PUNK?!”

Linger hits and Linda makes her way to the back, high fiving the fans on her way up the ramp.

[deavenbennett]

Camera crew starts their feed as they are in the backstage of SWAT's early fan access show. Mean while the Swat fans have filled the arena to meet and greet their favorite superstars. The screens turn on as the whole access show turns to look at the screens that have flicked on. The backstage area is seen and you hear some faint voices in the back ground with a lot of the crowd noise in the distance. Deaven Bennett, Mr. Controversy himself walks into view. Smiling, he looks left and then right, then with a bigger grin on his face he motions with one finger in a condesending way to come to him.

Deaven: Hey..... Hey , yes you.... the one in the suit that went out of style like 20 years ago come here...

A guy that is clearly dressed as a valet walks in view and points to the cameras, showing this is the first time that he has ever been on camera in his life. Also he is clearly nervous because not only is he one camera, but with Deaven Bennett, and he is just a valet.

Deaven Bennett: What is your name?

???: Lar...ry

Deaven Bennett: Larry? you looks nervous Lar..ry

Larry: I mean you are Deaven Freakin' Bennett...

Deaven Bennett: Trust me I know who I am...... Now Larry today... today is all about you Larry. I can tell by the barbershop outfit that you don't make a lot of money here in SWAT. I mean a place like this you would figure they could hire more refs, some backstage announcers that are worth a crap, and a commentary team that has a higher I.Q. then a pair of rino testicles..... but today... is Larry day.... today you are being promoted to Deaven Bennett's personal assistant and interviewer.... Now here stand there with this microphone and try not to piss your self...

Larry: Yeaaa... Yes, Sir.. Mr. Bennett

Larry stands there looking at the camera as Deaven walks away and is instructing him on what to do offscreen.

Deaven Bennett: Introduce me......

Larry fumbles the microphone, almost dropping it.

Larry: I'm Larry Con....stino, and here with me is Deav... Benn...

Deaven storms into view and stares at Larry with confusion and little bit of anger.

Deaven Bennett: (mocking voice) I'm Larry Con.. Con.. Constino.... I'm here with some guy name Deaven Bennett....(fans laugh) The fans are here to see Deaven Bennett not...(mocking voice) Larry Constino. Now lets try this again.

Deaven walks off screen and gives the sign to roll again even though its live tv. Larry

Larry: Ladies and Gentlemen..... Deaven Bennett

Deaven walks into view starting at Larry before turn to the camera and staring straight into the souls of everyone watching.

Deaven Bennett: O..M..G. It is Deaven Bennett... Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Youtube, every social media in the world is now going to be trending SWAT wrestling because the most wanted, most watched, hottest thing to ever been seen on any screen is now coming to you live, 4k, from SWAT Wrestling.... Come walk with me Larry lets have a chat.

Larry: How did you find yourself in SWAT?

Deaven Bennett: Funny you ask... The world by now is asking the same question. Why is the hottest thing going today in SWAT? LArry its simple, I have done it all...Blockbuster movies, TV shows, Video Games, Comics, Champion all over the world, Ladies man to all, did you know there is a sandwich named after me in Japan.... I don't know the literal words for it but it translate to "man with big penis" (fans laugh) But the one thing I have not done is be world champion of the hot company SWAT. Now Deaven Bennett has broken glass ceiling everywhere he has gone. There is a lot of talent here in SWAT and I know there is a mountain to climb but makes no difference who stands on top of it... because Deaven Bennett will be champion. I know that not seeing Deaven Bennett on a card and not being the main event slot is weird.. but believe me... it does not matter if I am last, mid, or show opener. Any match I am in is the main event.

The two men while walking have made their way to the back entrance to the access area. The fans cheers have become increasingly louder with each step. They have stopped at the door just before the floor to the arena.

Larry: So at battle of the sexes you will be facing up and coming break out star Marie Caedes. What are your thoughts on that match?

Deaven Bennett: Well Larry, lets found out my thoughts....

The two men burst out the door into the access show to the roar of the crowd. Deaven is smiling and shaking hands with people, taking selfies, etc. Walking around they finally find Marie Caedes booth and Deaven walks by the line of fans that are trying to get pictures and autographs. Deaven reaches down and takes one of Marie's pictures and markers. He then signs is Deaven Benett, to my biggest fan Marie. Taken the mic from Larry he gets in the face of Marie.

Deaven Bennett: Allow me to personally introduce myself... I am Deaven B. Bennett. And you are Maire..... someone that I already have forgotten. (taken out his phone in front of the crowd and googling himself he shows everyone.) Clearly you must have some third world internet because when I google Deaven Bennett... (tosses her the phone) you can wikiapedia it yourself just who the hell I think I am. I am not on your level? Missy have you ever thought that the reason that you don't know who I am is not that I am not on your level, but the fact that you just are not important enough for anyone to even think about wasting their time to think about comparing you to me.... I agree, I am not on your level because I am not some rookie punk ass' bitch that thinks naming on off their resume is suppose to impress people... let me give you a rundown of every wrestler that is a plain nobody, that no one care about, promos.... everyone ever but Deavem Bennett... Year after year.. promo after promo.. is lame losers like you that waste peoples time with your generic clickbait top 10 list of their championship accomplishments that leads in to them say you how they are going to kick someones ass or how they are not one their level.. blah blah blah... to lets get something straight... you want to show the world what you have learn with your new moves you learn by watching real wrestlers... missy I have forgotten more wrestling moves in my career then you will ever learn in your life.... So with that being said let me give you the best advice in the world... drop your lame ass generic promo shittt, and start doing instead of running your mouth.... with that being said.... I am not going to stand here and tell you about how I am going to do this or that or beat you around the ring... no its as simple as this.... Marie Caedes... I don't care who you are, who you mother is, your daddy issues, or family drama.... battle of the sexes its this simple... Deaven Bennett vs Marie Caedes... I'm going to come to the ring just do one move, turn your "lights out", then collect my money, bang your mom becuse she might be a better match then you.... and go about my business as the Movie star.... driving fast cars... VIP no matter which hotel, nightclub, or bar... lady laying, video game playing, dragon slaying.... baddest mother (larry: shut your mouth) (stares at larry) I'm just taking about Deaven Bennett (Larry: then I can digg it) in all of SWAT...... (tosses the microphone on the table in front of Marie)

Deaven Bennett walks away from the table before turning back to Marie and yelling for all the hear

Deaven Bennett: Thats who the F@$k I think I am Bitch.....

Deaven and Larry exit off to the backstage area as the camera pans the cheer crowd (Deaven....clap clap clap Bennett)

[edwarddubin0604]

(The arena grows dark and cold aseEvil green mist bellows out of the backstage entrance as the chilling screams of a woman followed by the demonic laugh of Psychotic Goth is heard as "Welcome to your Death" by Annihilator plays and Vampira leads Psychotic Goth out his wrists shackled as he ignores the ringsiders. When they get to the ring vampire unshackles his wrists and he rubs them as he walks up the ringsteps and enters the ring as Vampira demands a couple of mics and enters the ring. She hands Psychotic Goth the mic as he paces back and forth the ringsiders anticipate what he is going to say.)

Vampira: "My husband has something to say and he's going to say it."

Psychotic Goth: "Never and I mean never has 'The King of the Goths' been so royally screwed! Never have I been so disrespected in my entire life! Never have I been snubbed in my entire wrestling career and the history of anywhere I went to wrestle!"

(He bellows in an ancient dialect.)

Psychotic Goth: "You see 'The Psychotic One' was given some time off and decided to check up on my apprentice, Little Dragon,' and help him prepare for his match in the AWF. Then during my visit I found out from Vampira that SWAT Magazine cancelled an interview that they scheduled with us."

Vampira: "Anyone who thought we were going to be pissed off....Let's just say they were ring but unfortunately wrong if they didn't realize how much pissed off we were."

Psychotic Goth: "Real fuckin pissed off! You see we were supposed to be interviewed and then when Vampira asked why it was cancelled. Guess what they fucking told her! Tell them Vampira! Tell them what you told me!"

Vampira: "They told me they cancelled it because the shit who publish that trash rag that 'Timeless' Alex Turner and that slut Fucky Uglylishit
were more interesting becuae they were half of The Anzac Cup winners!"

(Psychotic Goth lets out a beastly roar and bellows again in an ancient dialect.)

Psychotic Goth: "Chianti flukes their way to victory and 'Timeless' dares to brag how great a muther fucker he is! You dare to trash the SWAT Hardcore Champion! You dare to trash 'Satan's Chosen Warrior'! You dare trash me but ask yourself this you piece of shit! When SWAT closed close to a decade ago you also abandoned SWAT as well! When SWAT reopened a few years ago you returned and then disappeared conveniently! Then you returned again! Yet during all that time and all that shit and all that crap you were pulling Soutter or no Soutter 'The Psychotic One' was always loyal to SWAT! You hear me 'Time's Run Out!' Do you hear me!"

(The ringsiders roar as Psychotic Goth roars like a demon.)

Vampira: "There's one individual who's equally to blame and you know who that is too.)

(Psychotic Goth's breathing is like a beasts.)

Psychotic Goth: "Yes I know who it is Vampira! It's the same man who screwed me out of the ACW Heavyweight Title! That's right everyone a couple of years ago during a very violent and hardcore cage battle between a whole bunch of contenders! You see I was attacked by a couple of bitches one of which is the now former SWAT Heavyweight Champion Hells Bouncer! I came back to participate in the match whether anyone liked it or not! I returned no matter who tried to stop me! I was a man possessed and obsessed with regaining what I never truly lost! Yet during the match while I was on the verge of winning that match! Joe Pesci, the pimp of SWAT, cancelled the match as I was about to win my ACW Heavyweight Championship!"

Vampira: "Word has it that 'Timeless' Alex Turner convinced Joe Pesci that he deserved more attention to sooth that already over inflated ego of his not to mention Slutylishus's flotation devices she calls breasts."

Psychotic Goth: "Turner if that's the way you want to play! You want to inflate your ego to massive heights and steal others spotlight! You want to mess with the devil!"

Vampira: "You now what they say 'Deal with the devil and you're going to get burnt."

(Psychotic Goth lovers his head and raises his arms before flinging his head up revealing his pale handsome gothlike looks that have an ugly expression.)

Psychotic Goth: "Timeless Alex Turner! Beware what you say and beware of your surroundings pretty boy! You see 'The Psychotic One' is stalking you and wherever you go and whatever you do! I shall be everywhere and I shall be watching you with burning eyes and watch what you eat as well! The dark magics that shall be wielded shall begin to effect your sanity."

(He laughs demonically.)

Psychotic Goth: "Run to Pesci and your partner for protection against 'Satan's Chosen Warrior'! Please try and get as many mafia muscle you can hire to guard your little fragile whore! It won't help you against the forces of darkness! Hire the best exorcist to bless everything around you and in your domiciles it doesn't matter to me! You won't be safe from me and don't even try to get any court orders or even restraining orders it doesn't matter to me! 'The King of the Goths' shall not obey any edicts of any judge or any law enforcement officers! I....Obey!.....
Satan!"

(The ringsiders roar.)

Psychotic Goth: "I've been defending my hard earned SWAT Hardcore Championship every night and every day! I've been eating, sleeping and working out Hardcore and pushing myself to the extreme every day! All you've been doing was posing and flexing those helium filled muscles in front of mirrors and cameras starved for attention. You're like those poor spoiled little brats who have t get attention or they'll pout like little bitches until they get it! You've got my attention and now let's see if you'll be able to keep my attention! If not then you better walk away while you still have your health and good looks because Psychotic Goth is going to kill you! Thus I have spoken and thus I shall carry out my crusade against you!"

Vampira: "That's a guarantee!"

(The ringsiders roar as "Welcome to your Death" by Annihilator plays and they leave the ring as the scene slowly fades to black.)

[SWAT Team]

[We see Joe Pesci and Bruno getting out of a car and walking into an abandoned warehouse.]

Joe Pesci : He better be in here, and he better be ok, that fucken Frostbite has a lot to answer for.

Bruno : (pushing quickly thru a door into a hallway) Who does this cracker think he is doing this to us? He must be out of his mind.

Joe Pesci : The Bookyak doesn’t know who he is messing with, he wants a match with Suit, he just signed his own death warrant.

Bruno : This is the room he said.

[Bruno boots down the door and rushes in, and we see tied to a chair and gagged the Mad Dog Paul Soutter. He is bleeding and bruised and looks terrible. Bruno and Pesci just stare at him for a moment and then snap out of it and ungag him, Bruno then starts untying him.]

Joe Pesci : Jesus fucking Christ. Are you ok?

Bruno : I WILL KILL HIM!

Joe Pesci : (to Bruno) Oh, you will will you? Where the fuck where you when this happened? You’re meant to be the bodyguard. The Compton Colossal! How could this happen?

Bruno : You saw how it happened, they put him in the ambulance to get his back checked, how the hell was i meant to know Frostbite was behind the wheel?

Joe Pesci : ITS YOUR JOB TO KNOW!

Soutter : (gasping, whispering) It’s ok. It’s not his fault.

Bruno : Damn straight it’s not! (glares at Pesci)

Joe Pesci : (rages and flips over a near by table) That Mutha Fucka has gone TOO FAR!

Soutter : (still whispering, he can barely speak) I need a drink.

[Bruno starts patting himself down, desperately looking for a drink, nothing, he looks at Pesci, who also is checking his secret pockets, like he carries around bottles of water or something, maybe a hip flask more like it, but nothing either. Bruno then notices a sink and runs to it, turning it on and opens the cupboard above, grabs a glass and fills it up and brings it to suit, who slowly sips it.]

Bruno : I’m sorry boss. Joe is right, i should have been there. I want him Joe, next show, Frostbite Vs Bruno, make it happen.

Joe Pesci : I just had to give him a match with Suit to get this damn location! (pauses, thinking) but i never said WHEN! You take him next show, soften him up, then at the Tribute show, it will be Suit vs Frosty!

Soutter : By then i will have gotten the belt from HB too! That turkey must have thought he won the lottery missing our match.

[Bruno looks at Joe, and Joe looks at Bruno.]

Joe Pesci : Well .... ummm .... he sorta lost the belt.

Soutter : What?

Bruno : HB was mouthing off how he wants to defend the belt when you weren’t there ...

Joe Pesci : (interrupting) Radu had won the Jokers Wild Lottery and earned a shot, and he accepted HB’s challenge ... and as you could imagine, HB was outmatched and Radu is the new Champ.

Soutter : Holy Shit.

Bruno : Come on (helping Suit up) Let’s get you to the doctor.

Joe Pesci : Let’s go back to the arena, our Doc is there and can fix him up.

[Suit drinks down some more of the water, he is staring at the glass, and angering and then tosses it across the room, smashing it on the wall.]

Bruno : Come on, lets go.

[Bruno helps Soutter to his feet, then supports him, Soutter leaning his arm across the shoulder of the big man for support. Pesci looks at the broken glass and smiles, his golden tooth sparkling. He knows that anger and that it will be unleashed in a brutal rage on the Snow Flake Frostbite.]

[Fade]

[SWAT Team]

Frank Salazar : Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!! Introducing first, currently in the ring. Coming in at 5’11 & 230 lbs .... THE HUNTER ... LEVI_BLISS!!!

And his opponent ... she hails from Blackpool, England ... coming in at 5’6 & 125 lbs ... BLAZE_FREYYYYAAAAAA!!!!!

[The arena darkens and fans erupt into loud cheers as “Collapsing” by Demon Hunter blasts through the speakers. Red, pink and purple lights flicker on and off in rapid succession creating a beautiful strobe effect over the stage as none other than The Blackpool Bombshell herself, Blaze Freya comes out from behind the curtain, walking backwards onto the stage with a charismatic strut. Her black hood covers her lowered head until she spins around triggering the lights to brighten to reveal her gorgeous face as she removes the hood, headbanging with the fans a bit. She nods in approval hearing the roar of the crowd, feeding off of their excitement then rolls her shoulders a few times, sprinting down the ramp and sliding into the center of the ring, humping it briefly. Blaze then leans back on her knees running her fingers through her long black hair, flirtatiously winking at the nearest camera before standing up to her feet and walking back to her corner with a determined look on her face. ]

Jeremy Tucker : Here we go Fulton, Battle of the Sexes match 3, one a piece at the moment, with Withers and Olympia both winning, now we have Levi heading up with Blaze Freya.

Andrew Fulton : Boy, you are really pumping up this Battle of the Sexes stuff Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker : It’s the whole theme of the SHOW! Ref rings the bell, and Blaze goes at Levi and clobbers him with some hard elbow and forearm strikes ... Levi tries to fight back with a wild swing ... Freya ducks ... CUTTER!!! Freya with a Cutter! It could be over!

Andrew Fulton : She doesn’t even go for the cover, just pummels him with some lefts and rights, pulls him to his feet ... gut wrench suplex! And look at Freya, she has him right where she wants him, and she is loving every minute of it, i wish she had ME where i want HER!

Jeremy Tucker : Shut up sicko! Levi gets to his feet ... spinning roundhouse kick by Freya! Levi is totally outmatched! It’s like he has put in no effort what so ever.

Andrew Fulton : He hasn’t Jerry! KNEELING UPPERCUT!! MORTAL COMBAT STYLE!

Jeremy Tucker : Freya is looking great!

Andrew Fulton : She has looked the goods since her debut Jerry!

Jeremy Tucker : She has looked good, but had her issues with Marie Caedes and then the catastrophe of picking Kaden Vossk as her partner for the Anzac Cup.

Andrew Fulton : What an over rated piece of shit that guy is! Best no show in the business.

Jeremy Tucker : Pele kick by Freya! Follows it up with a devastating SPEAR!!!

Andrew Fulton : THE TORN!!! That’s what she calls that Jerry!

Jeremy Tucker : Since when do YOU know the names moves before me? I’m the play by play.

Andrew Fulton : It’s Freya Jerry, i know all about her there is too know.

[Blaze as if on queue slides out of the ring and to the commentary booth, she winks at Fulton and takes sip of his water bottle, he is gonna have a heart attack.]

Jeremy Tucker : Freya taking five out here ...

Andrew Fulton : Shut up Jerry and just let her have a drink and catch her breath

Jeremy Tucker : I wasn’t interrupting her, you’re the one drooling all over her! She slides back in the ring, Levi still doesn’t know what day it is ... She delivers a European Uppercut, then Blaze raises her hand up high into the air and sticks it down the front of her tights, then slaps the taste out of Levi’s mouth

Andrew Fulton : WOW! At this moment in time, i am the only person who has ever been jealous of Levi Bliss for ANYTHING, EVER!

Jeremy Tucker : Stop drooling! It’s embarrassing.

Andrew Fulton : Northern lights suplex by Freya!

Jeremy Tucker : German Suplex by Freya!

Andrew Fulton : T Bone suplex by FREYA! She is a suplex machine!

Jeremy Tucker : Blaze sees her opponent dazed in the corner and backs into the opposite corner sizing them up, then roll flips three times to the other side and catches him with a Codebreaker!!

Andrew Fulton : This match has been all FREYA! What a demolition!

Jeremy Tucker : Joe Pesci is going to be irate at Levi Bliss for his Battle of The Sexes showing when he sees this after getting back with Bruno from just rescuing the Mad Dog Paul Soutter.

Andrew Fulton : THE BLACKPOOL BLACKOUT!!!

Jeremy Tucker : Rear Naked Choke by Freya! This is it! Levi is gasping and struggling, he has no where to go ... and HE TAPSSS!!!!!

Andrew Fulton : It’s over! Freya wins!!! What a showing.

Jeremy Tucker : Indeed, a very solid performance by the Blackpool Bombshell!

Andrew Fulton : Solid? It was a freaken clinic!

Jeremy Tucker : No feet for Freya tonight! Next up for her next Battleground, he nemesis since her arrival, Marie Caedes! Who is set to meet Deaven Bennett later tonight.

Andrew Fulton : Should be quite the contest, but we all know Freya will take Caedes next week.

[Collapsing” by Demon Hunter hits and the ref raises th arm of Freya in victory.]

Frank Salazar : WINNER OF THE MATCH ... BLAZE_FREYAAAAA!!!!

[Fade to break with Blaze heading to the back, the thrill of victory inside her.]

[frostbite]

A very loud noise is heard off in the distance as we return from a commercial break. Lots of clanking if you would like to call it that. It is a little bit dark so we can not tell where we are at or where it is coming from. Suddenly a loud banging noise is heard which just about makes us jump out of our seats but still we can not see where in the hell we are at. The image slowly but surely comes into focus as we look around we see the concrete floors and cracks going up and down the brown colored walls. As we continue to look upward we see pipes everywhere as far as we can see. Once again we hear a loud noise as we investigate where it is coming from. As we do so, our cameraman fumbles the camera as he sees a gray colored rat running in front of him. Our cameraman catches the camera as we continues on his way.

Jermey Tucker.. Where in the hell are we?

Andrew Fulton.. I think we are in the basement of the building, maybe.

We move further along looking at more and more pipes, until we see someone ducking under some of those pipes, but instead of ducking under them, they are throwing punches in the air and going in between those pipes, remains me of Rocky Balboa in Rocky 4 only he was using some rope, nope someone is using the pipes, it is certainly a way to knock yourself out.

Andrew Fulton.. This looks like the boiler room.

Jeremy Tucker.. I believe you are right but who in their right mind would be down here.

Andrew Fulton.. Our cameraman.

Jeremy Tucker.. Well that is quite obvious there Einstein.

A short blonde hair extensions person wearing a blue tee shirt with long black trucks and black boots, continues to duck underneath the pipes throwing several punches with there white tape on their hands. This person stops in their tracks ad they turn toward the camera with an intense look in their blue eyes.

Crowd.. YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

Andrew Fulton.. Frostbite.

Crowd.. FROSTBITE!!!!!!! FROSTBITE!!!!!!

Frostbite... Welcome to the boiler room. You met Rocky the rat.

The cameraman spins around thinking the rat is behind him, before he turns his attention back to Frostbite.

Frostbite.. Look, I am sure you want a reaction to the match that Pesci just booked between myself and Bruno.

Crowd... YEEEEEÀAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!

Frostbite.. But I am not going to do that.

Crowd.. BOÒOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

Frostbite.. There is going to come a time when I talk about that, but right now I focus is on one Avery McCullen. Avery I know how tough you are. I know you have made a name for yourself in this business. You worked hard and fought for everything you got. I get all of that. However Avery I understand the importance of this match as well. You see Pesci had decided to make this about the battle of the sexes. Who is better man or woman? Avery I could play along with Joseph, but you certainly know by now. I do not care what the idiot as to say or what he thinks. Avery I do not care if you are a man, woman or child because to me you are another opponent and that is what this really is all about.

Frostbite moves closer to the camera getting away from the pipes that he was getting a workout from under.

Frostbite.. Avery I did hear what you had to say about the match will not last long and that will be a easy win for you. That is how I am to take it. Avery, there is nothing wrong with being confident because you must be in this sport or you are going to get your ass handed to you. But there is also a fine line between confident and being down right stupid. Avery that is where you are at this moment. Avery before you enter into the ring and go up against the cold hearted bastard you better have a long talk with Michael Maddox and ask him what kind of man you are getting into that ring with. Because Avery is going to tell you that I am no joke. It appears to be in need to teach you a lesson in respect because trust me I will beat it out of your ass.

Crowd.. YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Frostbite.. Avery I do not doubt for one minute when we get into that ring, we will have ourselves a great match. For the last three years I have had my share of five star matches and trust me when I say this. I am going to make you famous being in one of those five stars matches. We can have the best damn match on this show. But as far as humiliate me, well that will not happen, unless you have an army for backup and all of you beat my ass then you might have something, but Avery not tonight.

Frostbite drops his head.

Frostbite.. You are right about one thing. I will do whatever it takes to win this match. That we can agree on. Avery tonight this match is about sending a message to the locker room and this worthless company, either you are with me in resurrection of this company or you are against me because either way I am burning this place to the ground. Avery you will burn right along with everybody else. You want me to bring everything I got.

Frostbite slowly picks up his head looking into the camera with an intense look in his blue eyes.

Frostbite.. Avery be careful what you wish for. Because I seriously doubt you can handle everything that I am going to throw at you. I promise your body is about to go to war. Let's really see what you are made of. Maybe it is you that is about to get humiliated. See you in the ring.

Frostbite throws punches into the air as we head back to ringside.

[Star]

***Previously recorded***

Lynn Brewster is her home in the backyard and she has a bucket of baseballs by her, and in the distance, 60 feet to be exact, is a pitching standard. Lynn is taking classic pitcher’s form and is throwing pitches it. Given its computerized, it registers all the balls that not only hit it, but if they are strikes or balls. The sun is shining down, but Lynn has on a faded Savannah jersey, Atlanta Braves hat, with her hair in a ponytail out the back, and shorts that come to an inch or two above her knees. The look on her face is determination, but when she stops for a moment, as if studying where her throw will go, we realize she’s definitely thinking about her match at Battleground 12, where she will face her nemesis Radu Matei and by some quirk its for the SWAT World title. She hadn’t asked for that twist, but so be it. However the night is even bigger because the whole night is full of intergender matches, battle of the sexes as it was being called. It means something to Lynn, although her whole career she’s been for men versus women, and SWAT had been one of the last places she convinced to make the change. When the roster had shrunk before people returned or signed up, it was necessary to let the women take on the men, with the first serious case being…..Shannon Damage.

Lynn shudders, remembering how much grief Shannon had given her, but at least Shannon had no qualms about taking on the guys and the opponent she faced at the time had no qualms about facing Shannon, something Lynn was happy for. It opened the door and then Lynn shoved it further open. Battleground 12 …..would be a great deal for SWAT, and for the women of the company. Well the women who wrestled, not the ones who would gladly hit their knees. Just the thought of a certain ….woman makes Lynn shudder because she doesn’t like Roxylicious, seeing her as everything that is WRONG with wrestling. Lynn has nothing but respect for Jade, Kim…..Linda, Avery, Blaze and Marie and all the others but Roxylicious is what Lynn and the others had been fighting against. But as long as Roxy stayed exactly where she is, and she lets the true female athletes do what they want to do, which is wrestling, there would be no problems.

Lynn stands for a moment, looks at the target in the distance, and then uncoils and hurls the ball in her hand and hits a strike, but barely as its on the corner, not right down the middle like it should be. Lynn picks up another ball from the bucket, and looks at the target and goes back to thinking about the upcoming show. She knows that everyone wondered if she had lost her mind when she accepted Pesci’s challenge, but then Lynn knows who can count on. Already the internet was buzzing with this rumor and that. But then there are certain members, certain female members of the roster that were Pesci’s pets and she doesn’t see him letting them lose, thereby putting his challenge to rest. She shakes her head and stares for a moment before she lets loose with the ball, and this one is indeed down the middle.

Finally Lynn thinks about Radu Matei, who at Battleground 11 ended up facing Hells Bouncer and won the SWAT World title, something that…..Lynn has to admit wasn’t hard to imagine would happen. Well at least Hells Bouncer losing, he just wasn’t quite himself as of late, and Lynn couldn't figure out why, just Lynn thought it would be any of the others, not Radu but it had happened and now here they were. A shot at the SWAT World title was a dream, one that Lynn is having to focus on now. She looks at the target, pictures Radu’s head, and lets loose…..and a perfect strike.

**Half hour later**

Lynn Brewster is sitting on the rock lined patio of her home in Savannah, the wind blowing and she is in the shade from the Georgia sun. She’s taken off her hat, but her hair is still in its ponytail except for a few loose strands that are blowing around her face. She has a couple water bottles next to her, the condensation on they visible. She picks one up, breaks the seal, and takes a long drink before she puts the lid back on it. However she holds on to it, as if she needs to control her hands.

Lynn: Radu Matei….So you did it, you eclipsed all of SWAT and became its World champion. I should be saying awesome job, and that you were incredible and blah, blah, blah but unfortunately even a blind man could tell that Hells Bouncer….something was missing. He had lost a bit of his heart and his mind just wasn’t in the match. It happens to everyone, just it happen for him at the wrong time, wrong place. So if you want me to say job well done…..

Lynn slowly claps for about 20 seconds.

There, done. And as long as you more or less behave yourself guess what? We can actually tolerate each other. See while as a wrestler I would love to rip your guts out, which would be a pleasant thing after some of the things you’ve done, as your boss I’m fair. I know you’ll give me some line about nothing will stop you, throw my best at you, and I could go on and on, but I spare both of us. Not sure about you, but that type of party line type shit turns my stomach. But I will give some of SWAT’s best shots at that belt, so just be on the ready.

Which indeed does bring us to our match, one that has been building since that night you showed up in Amazon stadium and stuck your nose where it didn't need to be. You stuck it into a match that was the culmination of a lot of matches, a lot of talking, and a lot of wrestling for not just two Amazon legends…..but wrestling legends. See Radu you’re always talking about the past and how great SWAT Dixie (which never existed but more on that in a bit) was, well for Jade and myself this was SWAT MidSouth when there was for the longest time a Womans World champion and SWAT had no other World champion. I held it, and Jade wanted it and we went at it…...took 18 months, some slight of hand work on her part, but still that match at Amazon stadium was our swan song as far as Jade vs Wildcat goes. And things went well, in fact so well that I won this…..

Lynn nods to the Amazon title on the table next to her. She’s not holding it as she’s hot and sweaty from the workout she had just finished, and she didn't want to get sweat on a title she truly loves.

Then your ugly little head had to rear up, and you did what you did. I know Jade feels like me….and neither of us like what you did. Now if you think it's going to scare me away? Seriously Radu I’ve seen far worse, hell I would think you saw me walk up to a certain individual you mentioned, and had him removed from MY arena. That man? Vile Vince Viper. He surrounded the arena with snakes, thinking that would hold me back, but I walked through them, walked up to him, and I fired his ass! I’ve seen blood and guts, carnage that might possibly give a medical person the heaves. My issue with you that night, and another night was that you interfered, you stuck your nose in where it didn't need to be, and THAT type of thing is something I don't take lightly.

Lynn takes a long drink of water, thinking about her new world champion. She takes a deep breath and sighs.

The weaker sex…...words I have fought since I can remember against. Honestly, I’ll swear to it. I’ve done this my whole career, shown that women can be in the ring and take on the men. If I lose? Then I lose, I dont use my gender as a reason, or as an excuse. But you are right, Pesci seems to hate what I’m fighting for, although we will have plenty of proof at Battleground 12 that I’m correct in saying women can defeat men. It will happen at the top, and it will run down through …..lets say both sides of the fence, for lack of something better. At least you dont listen to that idiot and what he says. Keep that shit up Radu, and you might earn just a tiny bit of my respect.

Lynn picks up a baseball from the table and starts tossing it back and forth in her hands, as if needing to keep busy so that her temper stays just under the surface, and stays under control.

A battle of the sexes isn't necessarily the type of thing I go for, but I put a lot, and I mean A LOT on the line when I agreed to Pesci’s bet. I put all of Amazon division on the line, and if we don't win, even just one match, against the men, we’re back to facing each other. Is that a horrendous thing? No, these are some of the toughest wrestlers around. Notice something there…..I said wrestlers, not women. That’s because I know I could put them against any wrestler and they will do their damndest, and that is exactly what Battleground 12 is. Do I think the ladies can do it? I wouldn't have agreed if I didn't think they could.

I looked at the card and I was impressed with some of the matches. I mean...Avery taking on the legendary Frostbite? People would kill to get a chance like that. Linda and Maddox? It's time someone put Maddox in his place. Blaze has been tearing the place up, so I have total confidence in her. Canelli definitely has her match won, but I can’t wait to see what all she shows us. Marie versus Bennett? We haven’t heard a great deal from Bennett and I KNOW what Marie is capable of if she tries, which I know she will. Then…..a dream match! Olympia vs Phantam! I know many would question the Fairtex Dynasty taking on its own members, but sometimes you do what you have to for the business, and for your career. I just hope Phantam doesn't hold back because it is Olympia. She is the current Pan Amazon champion, and she not only fought hard to get it back, but is a hell of a competitor. Sabrina might be a bit of a longshot here, but I’m willing to give her a chance.

My point? Is that I hope tonight that we put to rest the gender issue once and for all where SWAT is considered. No matter how much it might eat at Pesci, no matter how much other federations look at us sideways, like we’ve lost our minds, we are and will be one federation where gender isn't a hot issue.

Which I didn't comment on something my opponent asked, which was recently he asked the fans what their favorite moment in SWAT was. I openly admit two of those times I was unaware of, and Linda…...is looking to get smacked upside the head, but mine? Was back in 2008 and SWAT MidSouth was going strong. We had Shootfighter, we had Tong and Phantam…..ok they may not be my favorite people, but the whole thing was run by Packer, a man who you will be hard pressed to find any one who will say a bad word. He had a touch, even if his “touch” was me repeatedly facing Jade. Tiring…..but it strengthened me, it made me stronger, better, able to reach beyond what I was doing, it led to where I am.

Lynn stops and seems to be lost in her thoughts but she comes back.

Radu, this match is plain and simple. You wronged me, and you wronged Jade when you came out after a match that was about our …….legacy of each other, a culmination of time and matches over the years, over a decade. You had no business out there besides the fact you think I did something…..that was impossible to do. You cry about how I closed where you lived, that I closed your SWAT region that was you and your minions. I can’t close something that…..didn't exist. Now if you were some offshoot of what Viper had going? Then take it up with Viper, if you can find him. He might be off licking his wounds still because I wouldn't tolerate his shit, and I won’t tolerate yours.

You think you can scare me by threatening this or that. Radu I’ve not only been threatened, but taken on people much worse than you. That’s right, there are worse than you, and they fell, and I stood my ground. You think you will scare me into not even showing up, but you are only strengthening my resolve and determination. I won’t be meek, I won’t bow down. You are in for a fight, and Radu, you’ve trying dirty tricks in the past, well then dirty tricks it is. I’ll stop at nothing but use you to teach you….and anyone else, including your little tribe of minions, that I am not to be taken lightly, and that I take my job AND my position seriously.

Bring the fight Radu, because I’m bringing my own. But when I win? I’ll prove that not only am I the stronger sex, I’ll prove I”m the stronger person, and I’ll prove you are nothing but the lower life like what you came up from.

Lynn has a very determined look on her face as the camera fades to black.

[SWAT Team]

Nimbooda Nimbooda hits and Rajiv Khan drives down the rampway to the ring in his taxi, he toots the horn and gestures for fans leaning over the railing for a high five to get out of the way.

Frank Salazar : LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!! Introducing first, hailing from Mumbai India, coming in at 5,10 and 209 pounds ... RAJIV KHAN!!!

And introducing his opponent, she hails from The Jersey Shore, New Jersey and comes in at 5’11 and 135 pounds ... representing the KGB ... THE JERSEY DEVIL DIVA ... JOANNE CANELLI!!!

The house lights go down, as a spotlight goes over the crowd. As the spotlight comes to a stop at the back of the entrance way, as Courtesy Call by Thousand Foot Krutch begins to play. A picture of the Italian Flag appears on the screen with the letters K.G.B. over the flag, with the words "KROSS GLOBAL BANDITS" is written underneath. It soon changes to scenes of mob hits, newspaper clippings from just recent to the late 1900's, but soon changes once again, to shots of the Mafioso, sitting in a large office, and in limos, and in arena's from times since past. The spotlight focuses on four figures standing at the back of the ramp. This is Joanne and her bodyguards. They make their way down the ramp with Joanne in the middle with Reno and Rude on either side, and Scarpaci following behind, talking among themselves ignoring the crowd around them. When they reach the ring, Reno holds open the ropes for her, as she slips inside, only to follow behind and stand in the middle of the ring, around her. She removes her jacket, and hands it to one of the guys, before they head out of the ring.

The bell rings and Joanne and Rajiv get right into each others’ faces. Both are issuing strong words, talking trash to their opponent. Joanne is the first one to throw a strike with a hard right hand than actually sends Rajiv back a couple steps. Joanne advances and shoves her larger opponent and Rajiv decides to lock up. Rajiv tries to use his size advantage but Joanne is definitely ready for him, and she is able to send Rajiv to the mat. Joanne gets on top of Rajiv and starts sending strong right hands, and Rajiv is trying to get to his feet. Joanne locks in an arm bar which she has wrenched into an uncomfortable position.

Jeremy Tucker: Rajiv Khan needs to try and get an early advantage on his opponent!

Andrew Fulton: Especially if he’s going to score points for the men this evening. Joanne might as well be wrestling a stump out there.

Joanne continues to increase the pressure, shifting her body weight to put it all against her arm. Rajiv seems to be in despair and is trying to get to the ropes, but when he does Joanne sweeps his feet out from underneath him. Rajiv gets to his feet and he tries to throw back several elbows to weaken the vice grip Joanne has applied. Finally Rajiv breaks, and both are favoring their arms, Rajiv from the arm bar, and Joanne from the elbows to her bicep., Rajiv then delivers a hard kick to the midsection which has Joanne favouring her stomach. Rajiv tries to set Joanne up for a suplex, but Joanne is able to pull out, and she applies a headlock. It doesn’t stay on for long as Joanne uses her power to set up a Back Drop Driver.

Jeremy Tucker: Oh my god! Its gotta be over! Its gotta be!

Andrew Fulton: You’re not counting Rajiv out yet are you?

Jeremy Tucker : Joanne goes for an early pin.

1…….

2…..

No!!

Rajiv somehow manages to kick out, but he is feeling the effect of the move. Joanne looks furious and starts striking Rajiv in the face. Rajiv puts up a good guard, and starts to throw his own strikes at Joanne. Joanne backs up and into the ropes, and hits a dropkick on Rajiv, sending the man to the mat. Joanne sends Rajiv up for another backdrop driver, but somehow Rajiv jumps out of it. Rajiv catches Joanne from behind and tries to apply a Dragon Sleeper.

Jeremy Tucker: This could be the break Rajiv needs.

Rajiv is trying to lock the hold in tight but Joanne is still relatively fresh and has enough strength to break the hold. Joanne then comes off the ropes and lands a kick to the midsection of Rajiv. Rajiv is stumbling around the ring with no idea where his opponent might be. She lands another solid kick to his midsection and then grabs Rajiv dropping him to the mat face first. She rolls Rajiv over and hooks the leg,

1….

Rajiv somehow kicks out!

Andrew Fulton: See, you can’t keep them down! The men will rule tonight.

Joanne gets up, pulling Rajiv up by the hair. She sends him into the ropes and catches him with a clothesline that sends Rajiv back to the mat, and again Joanne picks him up, into the ropes, and this time lands a dropkick! Rajiv is down, and Joanne covers him, but doesn’t hook the leg…

1…….

2..

Kickout!

Jeremy Tucker: That was sloppy on Joanne’s part in not hooking the leg.

Andrew Fulton: Overconfidence, something that the ladies need to be careful of.

Joanne seems to get up to argue with the referee, and Rajiv is able to get to the corner and gets to his knees, shaking his head while clutching his back, as he’s taking some pretty nasty punishment. Joanne doesn’t give him long to recuperate though, as she comes off the apron and lands an elbow right to the small of the back! Joanne then picks Rajiv up and goes to Irish whip him across the ring into the turnbuckle, but Rajiv does manage to reverse. But Joanne is able to slow her momentum and turns as Rajiv is playing to the crowd instead of paying attention to his opponent. He finally turns around and Joanne lays him out with a lariat and she sends him into the turnbuckle, and he hits hard, and immediately holds his right forearm in extreme pain.

Jeremy Tucker: That looked pretty ugly for Rajiv there.

Joanne hits a knee drop on the injured arm of Rajiv. The crowd roars as Joanne then tries to put an armbar on, but Rajiv gets to the ropes. Joanne lets him go, but then gets right back on him, Irish whipping him off the ropes. Joanne goes for a spinning backfist but Rajiv ducks under, hits the ropes and just as Joanne turns around, Rajiv nails a jawbreaker lariat! But because of his injury, Rajiv is forced to use his left arm and impact isn’t nearly as bad. Rajiv tries to make a cover….

And Joanne kicks out before the referee can even get down. Rajiv pulls Joanne up and tries to lift her up for a double underhook suplex but the pain in his right arm shoots through and Rajiv nearly drops Joanne on her face. Rajiv holds his right arm in a lot of discomfort but the attempted move still served a purpose, and Joanne is shaking out a couple cobwebs. But when Rajiv tries the move a second time, Joanne lands sever knee strikes to the chest of Rajiv.

Jeremy Tucker: Looks like that shot into the ring post has really affected Rajiv’s gameplan!

Andrew Fulton: Pfft, in your dreams Jerry! Look, he's still trying to kick Joanne’s with just one arm.

Joanne is finally had just about her limit with Rajiv and goes for a suplex…..and nails a step up enziguri! The crowd roars as Joanne goes for a cover, hooking the leg…

1….

Rajiv finds it deep in him to kick out. But Joanne seems to have a plan. She pulls Rajiv and
sets him up……

And hits a reverse Tombstone piledriver!

Jeremy Tucker: Joanne just gave Rajiv the Welcome To the Jersey Shore treatment! She’s got him!

Andrew Fulton: KGB baby, told you Joanne would win.

Jeremy Tucker : WHAT? Joanne hooks the leg…

1…….

2…….

3!!!!

Frank Salazar : Your winner…..The Jersey Devil Joanne Canelli!

Jeremy Tucker : Convincing win there to Joanne! She looked great against the Indian Rajiv.

Andrew Fulton : Raj can piss off back to his cab, he let the mens division down big time, not that he had a chance against the KGB and Joanne.

Jeremy Tucker : She is a great addition for the Bandits, they are running roughshod against the whole SWAT!

Andrew Fulton : They ARE SWAT Jerry, contrary to the Frostbites and his likes thoughts.

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This Fire Burns Always!!!



“I have won matches, I have lost matches. But one thing I do each and every time I step into the ring, I put on a show that no one will forget. I failed in my quest to win 2019 Anzac Cup, Now is not the time to gloat about that and work on what is to come and that is Battle of The Sexes, I watch my fellow gender go down like a sack of potatoes they are. I get to face a foe that I have been in the ring many times in my career more recently beat her in The Anzac Cup round one. Now is not the time harp on that, Now is the time to prove people wrong, To prove that I can come back from the dark days. The Fire will always burn bright in my heart and I will push on fight with all my might”



The Cameras pan to the back locker room area to Michael Maddox looking in his mirror with a disgusted look on his face He punches the mirror and you can see glass shards in his hand, and he slams open the bathroom door, and then looks into the camera with a grim disgusted look on his face before speaking. 


Michael Maddox

Battle of the Sexes is tonight!! I get my opportunity to put Lucky Linda out of her misery again, One thing you can fucking do for once in your life Linda is learn who your opponent is for fucking once. My name is Not Mark its Mike. Maybe you do it because it bothers me maybe you don’t I know I am sick and twisted in the head but honestly take a look in the mirror and ask yourself who you are Linda, You certainly aren’t lucky If you remember correctly you were met with a FACELIFT BY ME AND PINNED ONE TWO THREE IN THE ANZAC CUP!! That is exactly what is going to happen once again. You want to know seriously why I am going to beat you Linda, It is because you actually care about my wife deep down inside you are sick to your stomach because she has a man like me and you don’t. Don’t be jealous you still got your hand to play with your twat. You can be lonely all you want. Leave Avery out of your shortcomings.



Don’t blame my wife because you were to stupid to get the job done. You two were nowhere near a cohesive unit the last time we met. Congratulations you beat Radu Matei in a match but what is it going to like when I pin your ass again in the middle of the ring? You gonna go cry like the little bitch you are? You gonna go hire someone to put a bounty on my head? Go ahead I welcome all of it. One thing is for certain you should not be demanding title shots when you are about to get your ass beat again by me. Then instead of you getting a shot at Radu Matei how about me because I beat you twice in the last month. Maybe you will go in the ring and beat some rookie with the last name Maddox named Mark or something and think it is me, Maybe you are just a bimbo that cannot comprehend what is going on. If you are sick of me and Avery that is fine but we are sick of you as well. Always trying to get between her and my marriage. Nothing will ever work. So stop trying before you end up in the hospital paralyzed from the neck down.



Aww you scared of Radu Matei what a pity how the hell do you plan to beat him if you fear him. I don’t fear anyone. I don’t care who ya are. Linda you aren’t even a little intimidating. Your about as intimidating as a box full of puppies. You don’t care if we rot until we are puddle of blood be careful what you wish for that maybe just you left in a puddle of blood broken and beaten within the last inch of sanity. So let me ask you Linda you feeling unlucky? Are ya bitch? YOU GONNA ANSWER ME!!!! ANSWER ME YOU DAMN BITCH!!! ANSWER YOUR BETTER!!(Maddox starts snarling at the camera and then smiles with a sadistic look on my face. My plan worked all along you and Avery are on your last thread as a team. (Maddox starts laughing sadistically) The Irish Rose Bombshells will be no more. Now Avery won’t be held back from her full potential by a woman who doesn’t even know her opponent. Why am I repeating this because maybe you will get it through that ignorant thick skull of yours my name is not MARK!!! Perhaps next maybe you will say you were my lucky charm in our last match against each other. Maybe you were but the truth remains the same I have your number right now. You make me beyond sick Linda. No one cares about Lynn Brewster's contract anyways for all I care she can go to a retirement home where she really belongs. I am sick of seeing her sucking her way to the top like she always does that no talent toothless bimbo should just retire already. Let some of us younger people have the spotlight. That is enough on her Linda you see I have the guts to say what is really the truth out there will you. Come on truthfully aren’t you just using my wife for your own personal game because in all honesty she can be that manipulative. So Unlucky Linda you ready to eat your own words as I knock your teeth out of your face and you have to have dentures? It just takes one Facelift and lights out for you!!! See ya in the ring bitch.



Maddox taunts the cameras as Jennifer Enigma walks in the door and sees Maddox's hand and then speaks.



Jennifer Enigma

What the hell did you do Mike we got to get that bandaged up you got to compete here in a few minutes



Maddox gets ready to walk out and then speaks one more minute while looking into the camera. 


Michael Maddox

Linda you ready for your unlucky downward spiral to continue. GOOD GOOD I love it I would love to see you fall and give in and be put inside the Asylum in the looney bin. Oh and one last thing Linda YOU WILL NEVER BE A FREAK LIKE ME!!!



Maddox laughs sadistically at the camera as Freak Like Me By Halestorm blasts over the PA systems.



 

[SWAT Team]

(They return from commercials for SWAT Magazine, sports betting sites, vacation spots along with baseball games before fading to ringside where the ringsiders have signs that say "Lucky Linda Lottery!," "Michael Maddox needs a divorce lawyer!," "Linda's the real Irish Rose Bombshell!" and "Michael kisses Blarney Stone!" before fading to Jeremy Tucker, Andrew Fulton and Avery McCullen who are wearing headsets.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Welcome back to Battleground 12: Battle of the Sexes edition and we're being joined by 'Daredevil' Avery McCullen who seems to have quite an interest in this match."

Avery McCullen: "You bet I have an interest in this match."

Jeremy Tucker: "So far this whole card has been interesting since everything that can be seen has been and more is yet to come."

Andrew Fulton: "That's quite possible especially the main event between Lynn and Radu. Right now the lovely and quite athletic Avery McCullen, the real Irish Rose Bombshell of the Irish Rose Bombshells, graces us with her presence."

Avery McCullen: "Now you show true respect compared to a certain individual who shall not be named by me for obvious reasons unless I want to say the name."

Andrew Fulton: "Of course."

Jeremy Tucker: "What Avery means is that her former tag team partner 'Lucky' Linda La Fey faces off against Avery's husband Michael Maddox."

Avery McCullen: "Yeah it's not bad enough that Linda wants to steal the spotlight from me but she's obviously out to steal my husband Michael Maddox. This just goes to show that you can't trust anyone including your tag team partner."

Jeremy Tucker: "Like the way you screwed Linda in the Anzac Cup and then you did the same thing in the Lethal Lottery Battle Royal when you tossed her over the top ropes."

Avery McCullen: "She got exactly what she deserved since she kept me down for too long it's pathetic. I do all the work and she takes all the credit for what I do and I'm going to teach her a lesson for it."

Andrew Fulton: "That's an awful thing to do especially to friends."

Avert McCullen: "You better believe it Fulton."

Jeremy Tucker: "Well you two will have plenty of opportunities to settle your issues when you step into the ring. Right now let's go to the ring for the introductions."

Frank Salazar: "This next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Dublin, Ireland. She comes in at 5'8" and weighs in at 130lbs. She is the former SWAT Amazons Women's Champion. Please welcome 'Lucky' Linda La Fey."

("Linger Cranberries" plays and "Lucky" Linda La Fey storms ringside slapping hands and when she sees Avery McCullen. She glares at her before entering the ring and mounts the top turnbuckle bellowing and thumping her chest before jumping down still glaring at Avery who glares back at her.)

Frank Salazar: "Now introducing from Miami, Florida. He comes in at 6'6" and weighs in at 244lbs. Please welcome Michael Maddox."

("Freak Like Me" by Halestorm plays over the PA system as the ringsiders erupts in cheers as Michael Maddox makes his way out on the stage and shakes his hips wearing his trademark leather jacket engraved with Are you a freak like me on it. Maddox runs down the ramp and slides into the ring shaking the ropes violently before throwing his leather jacket out to the ground and then running over to the nearest turnbuckle mounting it and raising his arms as they cheer Maddox. Then some boo as he jumps down and awaits the start of the match a confident look on his face.)

Jeremy Tucker: "The bell sounds and this match is underway. They meet in the center of the ring and lock up collar and elbow. Michael easily backs Linda into the ropes and breaks even before the referee asks for it."

Avery McCullen: "He's being too kind to her."

Andrew Fulton: "You said that Linda's been after your husband and the proof is in the ring. They lock up in the ring and Linda applies a side headlock."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda grinds it in and takes him down. He rolls her up and she regains control of the hold after a one count. They make their way back to their feet and Mike whips her into the ropes and shoulderblocks her."

Andrew Fulton: "Michel attempts an elbow drop but Linda rolls out of the way. She jumps onto Michael for the cover and Maddox kicks out at one."

Avery McCullen: "Mike is owning her in there, i can’t believe i ever tagged with this hag Linda."

Andrew Fulton: "He is far better off with you Avery, i am sure you keep him VERY happy ...."

Jeremy Tucker: "Pervert. Linda grips Michael's arm in an armbar and is working on his arm with a series of arm wringers. Michael counters with a series of forearms and whips her into the ropes and dropkicks the former SWAT Amazons Women's Champion."

Avery McCullen: "Jade would have been the former SWAT Amazons Women's Champion if not for Linda's interference that cost me the victory."

Jeremy Tucker: "Actually Kim was interfering and Linda accidentally hit you in the eye by mistake and she did apologize."

Avery McCullen: "Either way I would have still won the SWAT Amazons Women's Championship with or without Linda. Right now Michael dropkicks my former tag team partner's already ugly mug before making a very weak count."

Andrew Fulton: "Michael punches Linda who returns with one of her own. They start exchanging hard punches and both are on wobbly legs. Michael sends Linda down to the canvas."

Mike's shaking his hand as if he was hurt by Linda’s chin. He scoops up Linda and bodyslams her with authority before dropping a leg on her chest. Michael whips her into the ropes and clotheslines her."

Avery McCullen: "FINISH HER MICHAEL!"

Andrew Fulton: "Michael sets her up and suplex's her before making the cover for a close two count. Michael whips Linda into the corner and avalanches her."

Avery McCullen: "My husband should be cold and ruthless not polite to Linda. Michael forearms Linda before whipping her into the opposite corner. He charges in too late as Linda counters with a double big boot to the face and mounts the top turnbuckle and flies off connecting with a double axe handle."

Jeremy Tucker: "He's probably showing respect for her abilities."

Avery McCullen: "If that was me I would have kicked her stinking ass."

Andrew Fulton: "And a fine ass kicking that would be too."

Jeremy Tucker: "You'll get plenty of opportunities to do that. Avery delivers a series of dropkicks sending Maddox out of the ring to the concrete floor. Linda bounds into the ropes repeatedly gaining momentum and goes Aer Lingus over the top ropes and cross bodyblocking Michael back onto the concrete floor."

"Lucky" Linda La Fey: "ERIN GO BRAUGH!"

Ringsiders: "ERIN GO BRAUGH!"

Avery McCullen: "I'll make sure I shut her mouth up when I do the same to her."

Andrew Fulton: "I know you'll do it because you keep your word. Linda looks under the ring and pulls out a table and slides it into the ring before she re enters the ring. Michael is slow to get up and stumbles towards the ring and manages to roll back in before the ten count."

Jeremy Tucker: "You got to give it to these two competitors. They're making this match quite interesting."

Avery McCullen: "Too interesting if you ask me."

Jeremy Tucker: "No surprise there. Michael double axehandles Linda before she can turn it over. He whips her into the corner and charges in with a flying forearm connecting with it before smashing her head into the turnbuckle repeatedly."

Avery McCullen: "That's what I like from my Mike! Give her a beatdown for your wife baby! Yeah! He lifts her up in an electric chair and drops her real hard and goes for the cover....One....Two.....Th....No! Tha ducking bitch got lucky and got a shoulder up."

Andrew Fulton: "A little too lucky if you ask me. Michael whips Linda into the ropes and Claymore Kicks her before monkey flipping onto her and hooks the legs.....One....Two....Thr....No! Linda bridges upward and keeps her fading hopes alive."

Jeremy Tucker: "They don't call her 'Lucky' Linda La Fey for nothing. Maddox mounts and starts grounding and pounding her relentlessly laying in the fists in frustration and anger that he can't put her away. He's being relentless in his assault."

Avery McCullen: "Now that's what Michael should be doing all along and not being nice to her. Linda's bleeding and seeing stars just like she's going to be doing when I give her the beatdown that she so richly deserves. Michael drops some knees to her ribs and then cinches in a reverse chinlock."

Andrew Fulton: "Nobody will mess with your husband when you get through with her. He should be facing off for the World belt, not battling your former partner. Michael's grinding it in relentlessly as the referee checks to see if it's legal which it obviously is but being they're bias towards Linda they'll think it's illegal. Linda struggles to get to her feet and she counters with a jawbreaker."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda delivers a series of European uppercuts that rock Michael who's still standing. She bounds into the ropes but Michael counters with a sidewalk slam and makes the cover....One...two....T...No! Linda gets an arm up."

Avery McCullen: "The referee's too slow and doesn't know how to count. Michael opens up a can of whoop ass and is now showing the seriousness of this match. Come on do it and don't show any mercy towards that spotlight stealing bitch!"

Andrew Fulton: "So far he's responding and is stomping a mudhole into Linda's chest and mid-section. He follows up with a diving headbutt before making the cover.....One.....Two.....Th......No! Linda gets a shoulder up."

Avery McCullen: "She is resilient, i told him this."

Jeremy Tucker: "Michael scoops up Linda and powerslams her before hooking the leg another close three count. Michael's pounding the canvas and gets into the referee's face arguing with him over the count. He whips her into the ropes and belly to belly suplex's her."

Avery McCullen: "Now he's truly punishing that bitch the way she should have been punished."

Andrew Fulton: "Let's hope she truly learns her lesson. Michael turns her onto her stomach and applies a Boston Crab in the center of the ring. The referee's checking to see if Linda wants to submit but she refuses as she struggles to get to the ropes."

Avery McCullen: "She's getting what's coming to her."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda's slowly making her way to the ropes. She strains with great effort but she makes her way over and stretches her arm and grabs the ropes. Michael waits for the full count and releases the hold before laying the boots to her back."

Andrew Fulton: "Michael pulls her to the center of the ring and he goes for the cover for a close three count. Both are slow getting up and Michael diving clotheslines Linda."

Avery McCullen: "COME ON MIKE BEHEAD HER!"

Jeremy Tucker: "Mike goes to whip Linda into the ropes, but Linda reverses it, and sends Mike crashing face first into the turnbuckle, she runs in behind him and drop kicks the back of his head right into the top turnbuckle. Mike starts climbing up the ropes, and Linda jumps up behind him, hooks him AND SUPER GERMAN SUPLEXES HIM!!! Both Linda and Mike are collapsed on the mat, the ref drops for the count ..... ONE ....... TWO ..... THREEE!!! LINDA WINS!."

Avery McCullen: "Her shoulders were on the mat! Not Mikes!."

Andrew Fulton: "I agree with you a hundred percent. Linda cheated and she knows it and she should be forced to confess to it."

(The referee's conferring with Frank Salazar as the tron shows the final moments of the match on the tron and BOTH SETS OF SHOULDERS WERE ON THE MAT)

Frank Salazar: "After 12minutes of wrestling action and after watching the final moments of this hard fought match. The referee declares a double pin and thus calls it a draw....A draw."

(Avery gets up and snatches a mic as the ringsiders boo and storms into the ring.)

Avery McCullen: "What a crock! Mike’s shoulder was UP! You cheating COW!”

"Lucky" Linda La Fey: "I NEVER CHEATED IN MY LIFE! YOU WANT TO PROVE I CHEATED AVERY! LET'S NOT WASTE ANYTIME AND GET IT ON RIGHT NOW!"

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda and Avery waste no time brawling in the ring. Avery takes down Linda and they roll back and forth brawling with a vengeance."

Andrew Fulton: "Avery's determined to send a message that Linda's not as tough as she claims to be."

Jeremy Tucker: "The two former friends are now tearing into each other with a hatred and savagery never seen before. They rollout of the ring and continue to brawl all over the ringside area."

Andrew Fulton: "Here comes the whole Amazon roster storming out and trying to break up the brawl which would be a miracle since these two hate each other with a vengeance."

Jeremy Tucker: "Looks like that won't happen seeing Dragonatrix has just stormed out and she's coming between them and shoves them both apart."

Dragonatrix: "BREAK IT UP! BREAK IT UP RIGHT NOW! LINDA THE MATCH IS OVER! GO BACK TO THE BACKSTAGE AREA AND GO HOME!"

(Linda is hesitant but she leaves ringside. Dragonatrix looks angrily at Michael.)

Dragonatrix: "MICHAEL TAKE YOUR WIFE AND GO BACK TO THE BACKSTAGE AND ALSO GO HOME! THE MATCH IS OVER! YOU'LL GET A CHANCE TO FIGHT LINDA AS MUCH AS YOU WANT SO LEAVE RIGHT NOW!"

Avery McCullen: "YOU DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO DRAGONATRIX! I have a match coming up against Frostbite, im not going ANYWHERE!"

Dragonatrix: "I'M THE ENFORCER AND I KEEP YOU IN LINE AND I'M NOT GOING TO ABANDON THOSE DUTES SO MICHAEL TAKE YOUR WIFE FROM RINGSIDE RIGHT THIS INSTANT!"

(Avery objects but Michael whispers something to Avery before she glares at Dragonatrix and they go to the backstage area.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Once again Lynn's right hand lady Dragonatrix manages to restore order. The question is how will this decision effect the results and the rest of the card's matches for this event. We'll see what happens but now we'll take a break and return after these words from our sponsors."

(They fade to black.)

[Star]

Billy Johnsons approaches the locker room cautiously, not knowing the person he is looking for very well. He’s basing what she might be like on the rest of her family, but he has nothing to fear. He knocks on the door. Someone yells come in, and he pulls the door open and walks around the corner to see Marie Caedes there, fresh from a shower, starting to lace up her pink leather wrestling boots. She looks up and smiles at him and extends a hand.

Marie: I don't think we’ve met yet.

Billy: We did, years ago but you were like….eight at the time.

Marie looks at him, and then she recognizes him, but how is staying between them, at least for now.

Marie: What can I do for you?

Billy: Well seems Deaven Bennett is indeed alive, and he’s here at the show. I was told by one of his people to…..give you…..this.

Billy hands Marie the picture that Deaven had autographed, then she rips it up into halves, then quarters, and so on until it's confetti she lets drift to the floor.

Marie: That's what I think of that. Now as for Deaven, yeah I saw his little shit show, which is being incredibly nice. And you know I didn't know I was supposed to spend every waking minute looking on social media for his name. I thought I made my point when I said he had yet to make an appearance here in SWAT, and he didn't really say I was wrong, did he? I love how he was like “well my fans now this and they treat like this in Japan” and all that crap. Well Deaven take a look around, this isn’t Japan, this is New York, but hell even in Georgia we dont give a crap what your Japanese name is, especially when it's so childish sounding that people laugh, but for the wrong reasons. They laugh because they are embarrassed for you, they’re not laughing with you.

You talk about breaking glass ceilings everywhere you’ve gone, you’ve headlined shows, and again we here blah, blah, blah. Well Deaven usually you have to prove yourself and it takes a very special caliber of athlete to be in SWAT’s main scene. Usually if you want to me headlining the show, you need to prove both….

A, that you really are as good as you trying so hard to make everyone believe. Usually when someone goes on and on about how great they are, they are complete opposites, not worthy of the status they have. This is your first match in SWAT, so show management you deserve to get to the top. Then make sure you’re at the show. Hell I’ve shown up at shows that I was scheduled for, but you can be damn sure that if I was told “hey we need you” I was ready. So I wonder why you didn't do that. I would think that if you are so damn anxious to get to the top, you would do whatever…..and I mean whatever it takes.

Marie leans about and smiles, and the smile seems to almost convey…..could Marie have…...one has to wonder now.

Marie: And B, breaking glass ceilings? Please, give me a break. You’re not female, you’re white, as far as I know, you’re straight so….why would there be? Men have it relatively easy, well easy if you don't look at who is employed here and panic, but you don't have any glass ceiling holding you down. Meanwhile the ladies are fighting for something even more, and that something is to be given equal chances in matches just like ours. My mom has fought for this equality her whole career, and I’m ready to do the same. I didn't understand it when I was younger, but now that I’ve wrestled this last year, I get it.

Billy: What about his comment that you’re a punk pitch.

Marie: He said rookie, but I’m not some “rookie punk bitch” as you put it. Am I young? You bet! I’ve never hid from that either! But I’ve been wrestling for just over a year now, so there are people around here greener than I am. When I say that you aren’t my level, my point I think has been proven quite clearly.

Marie reaches for a water bottle that Billy hands her and as she takes a drink.

Billy: He had some comments to say about promo after promo and…..

Marie: You know I saw that and I was wondering where the hell he was going with that. I mean seriously i couldn't find even one promo from Mister Bennett, and meanwhile I haven’t been hiding. Again goes back to being around even when you don't need to be. Instead of staying home sitting on the couch, stuffing my face, I’ve been at shows, running errands, so he should be rather concerned about me. I did just love the comment about how he’s forgotten more wrestling moves than I’ll ever know. Now Billy that just shows plain laziness on his part. You would think the man would both to look at my pedigree and realize that in a way I’ve been training all my life to be a wrestler. I mean, my grandfather…..my mom and dad…..my uncles….my cousins. I know my mom named the Fairtex’s a dynasty but actually my family truly is a dynasty. I have more wrestling in my blood, and in my head than Deaven ever hopes to know, let alone forget. But maybe, just maybe, I’ll bounce his head off a ring post and knock some of those moves he needs to forget out of his head so that he can realize I am a threat. Theres no “family issues” here unless you take the one that ALL of SWAT knows about. Hell if you truly were “around” like you try to claim you would know that my mom and I don’t really see eye to eye. Its eased but all she is when I’m wrestling is my boss. That's all. Do you think I’ve ever shirked away from taking her on in a match? Three times we’ve been in the same ring, three times I’ve cost her a win or cost her something she wanted so bad. Do you really think a loving, caring daughter would do that? If you do, then maybe I should hold off on the head shot because you already have issues from your last concussion.

Billy: So you think you can win?

Marie: I do. Because you see I have a reason to win, and that reason is to teach assholes like Deaven Bennett they can’t underestimate people, like he is trying to do with me. He has tried to make assumptions. Hell he’s so stupid he didnt realize that was my merchandise person out there selling stuff, not me! I have a match to get ready for, and I would have thought that would be his first priority. But nope, he wants to goof off. That’s his problem, not mine. Now if you will excuse me, I need to finish up changing and warm up.

Billy smiles and nods, leaving Marie alone as she tightens the laces on her boots. Camera goes back to ringside.

[SWAT Team]

Jeremy Tucker : We are back folks, and coming up now, we have a huge match up, Frostbite set to face off with one angry Avery McCullen.

Andrew Fulton : Damn right she is angry, her husband just got robbed by Lucky Linda of a victory, and then out of nowhere this Dragonatrix thinks she is calling the shots?

Jeremy Tucker : She is Brewster’s Enforcer.

Andrew Fulton : That’s a hoot! Brewster’s not even in charge, Pesci is!

Jeremy Tucker : Unless Lynn wins tonight and gets ....

Andrew Fulton : Just stop right there Jerry. Who are you kidding. FRANK! Get this moving already!

Frank Salazar : LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!! Introducing first, hailing from Boulder, Colorado and coming in at 6’2 and 225 pounds ... THE COLD HEARTED BASTARD! FROSTBITE!!!!

[We see lotus flying on the Titan tron for a few seconds as more and more join in, until day turns to night as the image fades out, and the next image you see is tanks firing in the air, and right after that image we see soliders walking in unison and that image fades out and another of a huge nuclear explosion as you see nothing but ashes and dust of a city. The lights in the arena go completely dark for a few seconds as it comes back up a blue light is seen up the show of the steps as someone is standing up there wearing a gray hoodie with their head down. As they slowly pick up their head, we can see an intense look in their blue eyes, we see that it is Frostbite. He takes a walk down the steps as fans reached out to touch his hands or his broad shoulders. As he stops midway looking into the crowd as he nods his head as the crowd chants his name. He gets to the bottom of the step, he climbs over the barricade. He quickly takes off his hoodie and hands it over to some fan at ringside. He turns his attention to the ring with an intense look in his blue eyes he begins to climb the steps and jumps over the top ropes. The lights turns back to normal and his music fades as he is ready for a war. ]

Frank Salazar : And introducing his opponent, hailing from Dublin, Ireland and coming in at 5’8 and 131 pounds ... The Daredevil ... AVERY McCULLEN!!!

[The house lights go down, as pink, and blue spotlights go over the crowd. "Show Your Style" by Miracle of Sound begins to play over the speakers. The tron comes to life with an aerial view of Ireland, and then changes to different scenes of the places that Avery had been in her adventuring days. It soon changes to some of her old matches and the chaos and destruction that she had caused. A spotlight comes to rest at the back of the stage where Avery is standing with her head lowered. As the vocals start she raises her head, and she starts down the rampway. She poses with a few of the fans letting them get pictures before she heads to the ring. As she reaches the end of the rampway she sprints to the ring, and leaps up onto the edge of the ring, and slips through the ropes. She hops up onto the nearest ring post and plays to the crowd before hopping down, and removes the leather jacket she wears and stares at her opponent.]

Jeremy Tucker : Here we go guys, ref calls for the bell and we are underway!

Andrew Fulton : Frostbite runs at Avery, and she ducks, hits him with a knife edge chop, Frostbite no sells it, goes for a right hand, Avery blocks it and leg sweeps him, go AVERY!

Jeremy Tucker : Frostbite cops a hard slap to the face, he glares at her, and Avery is thrilled with herself.

Andrew Fulton : As well she should be, i love the new Avery!

Jeremy Tucker : Frostbite doesn’t, he shrugs at her, then boots her hard i the gut and then DDT’s her down to the mat.

Andrew Fulton : Frosty then stomps on Avery, he means business this guy, he has since he arrived here.

Jeremy Tucker : A man on a mission.

Andrew Fulton : A mission destined for Failure.

Jeremy Tucker : Frosty with some knee strikes, then a gut buster to Avery.

Andrew Fulton : Avery with a low blow! Do what you gotta do girl!

Jeremy Tucker : Ref admonishing Avery and she is playing dumb, then delivers a hard kick to the knee, another, a THIRD!

Andrew Fulton : Go AVERY! She gets him up in a firemans carry, then a bulldog!

Jeremy Tucker : Avery goes for a cover ...

One ...........

Tw ... kick out by Frostbite.

Andrew Fulton : This guy Frostbite has to be mad thinking he can go with the KGB and Suit! How dare he kidnap him last week and then black mail Pesci.

Jeremy Tucker : Frostbite back on the offence, he drills Avery with a full nelson slam, then a tilt a whirl slam.

Andrew Fulton : Jawbreaker from Frosty to Avery, he covers ...

Jeremy Tucker : One .....................

Two .......

Avery gets her shoulder up.

Andrew Fulton : Avery rolls out of the ring to get a breather. Frostbite yelling for her to get back in and she grabs his ankle, and trips him over, then drags him to the outside.

Jeremy Tucker : Avery rams the head of Frosty into the apron.

Andrew Fulton : Irish whip into the ring steps. Avery shows Frostbite an Irish beating!

Jeremy Tucker : Avery grabs Frostbite, and suplexes him, back first into the safety railing, come on!

Andrew Fulton : Avery slides into the ring and the ref starts a count out.

Jeremy Tucker : 1 .......... 2 ............ 3 ......... Frostbite clutching at his back ......... 4. ....... 5 ......... Frostbite stuggling to his feet ............. 6................... 7 ......

Andrew Fulton : Avery with a plancha thru the ropes, sends Frostbite back first into the rails AGAIN!

Jeremy Tucker : She is bringing it Fulton!

Andrew Fulton : Damn straight she is!

Jeremy Tucker : Avery picks up Frosty, rolls him into the ring. Springboards back in ... DIVING SPEAR!!! Nailed IT!

Andrew Fulton : Finish HIM! Cover by Avery! One ......

Jeremy Tucker : TWO .......

THRE ... shoulder up by Frostbite! Wowee!

Andrew Fulton : Man, i thought that was it!

Jeremy Tucker : Frostbite back on the offense. Drills Avery with a Cobra clutch slam!

Andrew Fulton : Frosty stays on Avery, connects with a fall away slam!

Jeremy Tucker : Rolling thunder by Frostbite!

Andrew Fulton : Cover by Frostbite!

Jeremy Tucker : One .....

Two ........................

TH ... Avery gets a shoulder up.

Andrew Fulton : She is still in it Jerry!

Jeremy Tucker : Avery with a Tiger Suplex!

Andrew Fulton : Se is so relentless!

Jeremy Tucker : Go to Sleep! Avery with the Go To Sleep on Frostbite!

Andrew Fulton : It’s over Jerry! She nailed that Irish Eyes!!

[Linger hits and Lucky Linda walks out to the ramp way, the whole crowd turns to face her, as does Avery,]

Jeremy Tucker : LUCKY LINDA IS HERE!

Lucky Linda : Hey there Avery! Sorry to bud in here, i just needed to let you know, that i have received word, next Battleground! We are going to be going to our home Country! That’s right! IRELAND!

And .... more than that, it’s going to be YOU!!!! versus ... ME!!!! See you there!!!

[Linda does the mic drop and heads to the back.]

Andrew Fulton : Get the hell out of here Linda!

Jeremy Tucker : Wow! Next battleground! Linda Vs Avery! Live from Ireland! WHAM! Frostbite with the drop throat across top ropes as they fall back hits her with Crossroads!! WIND CHILL FACTOR!!!

Andrew Fulton : That no good cold hearted ... Avery was distracted by LINDA!!!

Jeremy Tucker : Front Brainbuster! THE SNOW STORM!!!! This is IT! Cover by Frostbite ....

One .....

Two ........

THREE!!!!!

FROSTBITE WINS IT! HE JUST DEFEATED AVERY McCULLEN!!!

Andrew Fulton : What a crock! Linda distracted her!

Jeremy Tucker : What goes around comes around Fulton!

Frank Salazar : Winner of the match ... FROSTBITE!!!

[Seek and Destroy hits and Frostbite celebrates in the ring as Avery storms up the rampway, holding her head and fuming.]

[SWAT Team]

Jeremy Tucker: Time for a new comer to make his debut right here at Battleground: Battle of the Sexes on the XHF NETWORK!

Frank Salazar: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls and children of all ages. Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition proudly brings to you, standing, 6'2 ,weighing 235 pounds, from Gainesville, Florida.."Allllll Thaaaaat"! Deaaaaaaven Bennnnnnnnnetttt!

["Centuries", by Fallout Boy rocks the house P.A. system to its core and out comes Deaven Bennett wearing all black, mostly leather. He run to the ring and puts up a huge X with his arms them screams "Best in the World" as he gets into the ring and waits for Maria Caedes.]


Jeremy Fulton: Here comes one of the top competitors in the Amazon's Division!


Andrew Fulton: Yeah but this is the battle of the sexes..can she keep up with the guys?


Jeremy Tucker: We are about to find out!

Frank Salazar: And his opponent from Savannah, Georgia, standing 5'10 weighing in at 165 pounds...she is "The Little Brat"...Marrrrrrrriiiiiee Caaaaaeeeddddes!!

["Amen" It’s Saturday Night, by Panic at the Disco starts as the arena is plunged into darkness. Pink and white sparks start falling from the entrance and a shadow appears. As the lights come up Marie Caedes is standing there, arms outstretched for a moment then almost skips to the ring, ignoring the fans as she goes around the ring. She slides into the ring as the chorus starts. She jumps up on the middle turnbuckle and throws her arms up wide for a couple moments then jumps down and removes her overcoat and seems to test the ropes as she eyes her opponent. 


[Bennett attacks her from behind and the match begins.]


Jeremy Tucker: Spine Buster!


Andrew Fulton; That's his signature move!


Jeremy Tucker: Shades of Arn Anderson!


Andrew Fulton; Bennett off the ropes with knee to the face of Marie.


Jeremy Tucker: This new talent signed by Pesci and Morelli is looking good!


Andrew Fulton: Pesci and Morelli are the ones putting this company back on the map.


Jeremy Tucker: What about our General Manager Lynn Brewster?


Andrew Fulton: Nah, she's barely General Manager on paper and her contribution to the company since the new regime has taken over is non existent.


Jeremy Tucker: I beg to differ. She not only has won the Amazons Title but she was very instrumental in getting this show..Battleground: Battle of the Sexes, live,on the XHF NETWORK of the ground!


Andrew Fulton: She won the title she booked herself. Instead of putting the spotlight on a returning and former Amazons Champion like Lucky Linda she puts herself in the match. Instead of choosing a new young talent like, Freya, she keeps herself the center of attention.


Jeremy Tucker: Bennett in full control in there. "All That" is getting himself some here at Battle of the Sexes!


Andrew Fulton: Lynn also has been more of thorn in the side of Pesci than anything else.


Jeremy Tucker : I think Lynn has done real well as GM. First she pushed for equality and now women and men wrestle together. Without her none of this, tonight, is possible.


Andrew Fulton: Running Side Walk Slam and I think this one is over! The cover!


Jeremy Tucker: 1...2..3! We got a win-


Andew Fulton: Kick out!! "SWAT'S Spoiled Brat" kicked but barely.


Jeremy Tucker: Bennett is back on the attack. He's climbing the turnbuckle.


Andrew Fulton: Flying Elbow! Shades of Shawn Michaels!


Jeremy Tucker: He missed! Marie just moved out of the way in the nick of time.


Andrew Fulton: She is going on offense. Stomping Bennett with an array of stomps!


Jeremy Tucker: No Rules by Marie! (Power Scoop Slam) She's climbing the ropes...STARS IGNITE!! STARS IGNITE!! (Splitlegged Moonsault.)


Andrew Fulton: She hit two signature moves of hers..First No Ruled as she scooped up the 235 pound Bennett and slam that rocked this place to core JT, my man.


Jeremy Tucker: Followed by that Stars Ignited splitlegged moonsault..the cover 1...2...thr-


Andrew Fulton: Kicked out! Mr. All That kicked out like a boss!


Jeremy Tucker: Marie can't believe it! She's up first and a big kick to his face! No effect!


Andrew Fulton: What! What's this guy doing? He's letting Marie hit him in the face! 


Jeremy Tucker: He's "hulking" up!! He's getting stronger with every blow.


[He lets Marie blast him with an onslaught of punches but doesn't flinch. Her final blow he blocks and the point his finger at her.]


Crowd: You!


Jeremy Tucker: Bennett kicks her in the stomach! Followed up by a DDT! He gets back up and he's locking on his Sharpshooter! Marie is in trouble.


Andew Fulton: He may be to close to the ropes. She's trying to reach!


Jeremy Tucker: Bennett leans back even more!


Andrew Fulton: Marie with a fold up pin!


Jeremy Tucker: Both Bennett and her shoulders are down..the pin..1...2....3!!


Andrew Fulton: But who won? 


Jeremy Tucker: Looks like Bennett got his shoulder up just in time! 


Frank Salazar: Here is your winner..Deeeaaaavan Bennnnnnetttt!!


Andew Fulton: Nice win picked up by the new comer!


Jereny Tucker: Marie is arguing about the count but the ref isn't buying it. We'll be right back!

[thejerseydevildiva]

Act 1: Aftermath

The scene opens on the backstage area where we see Joanne walking down the long hallway after her match. It had gone just the way she had wanted it to. Rajiv never knew what hit him and in the end she had done what she had set out to do. She had beaten her opponent and now it was time to celebrate. She rounds the corner, and runs into Glamorous Glenda.

GG: Congrats on your win Miss Canelli.

Joanne: Thank you Glenda. Is there somethin' I can help you with?

GG: I wanted to get a few words about what happened in your match just a few minutes ago.

Joanne smirks as she folds her arms across her chest.

Joanne: What's there to really say? I did I what I always do, and is goin' into the middle of the ring and kickin' the shit out of whoever is unlucky enough to be in the ring with me at the time. Rajiv was just my latest victim.

GG: What do you have planned after this?

Joanne: I'm not sure. I mean it all comes down to whoever I face off against at the next show. I mean all that depends of the GM now isn't it?

GG: I guess so. Are you worried about anyone coming after you? I mean after that attack on Frostbite a few weeks back, he could come after you.

Joanne laughs.

Joanne: Why would I? Frostbite has his sights set on Soutter at the moment. Now if you excuse me I need to go and see someone before I leave here tonight.

GG: Of course. Have a good night.

Joanne walks off and heads toward one of the sky boxes. She opens the door and slips in and moves across the floor on silent feet and soon is standing beside Joe Pesci.

Joanne: How much do you trust Soutter beatin' Frostbite?

He jumps as he looks beside him.

Joe Pesci: God damn it Canelli! Don't sneak up on me like that.

Joanne smiles as she watches the crowd below them, never casting a reflection in the glass.

Joanne: Sorry about that... I keep forgettin' that I'm a bit different...

Joe Pesci: You're somethin' alright. You managed to beat Rajiv which I don't think is to hard for anyone.

Joanne: It wasn't.

Joe Pesci: I figured as much.

Joanne: You didn't answer my question... Do you think Soutter can beat Frostbite?

Pesci smirks and looks over at her.

Joe Pesci: After what Frostbite did to him I think he's a little more inspired and determined to beat the holy hell out of Frostbite.

Joanne: If it was me, I would make sure that he didn't walk away... Or ever again for that matter.

Joe Pesci: I have no doubt that you would.

Joanne smiles as her eyes glow red before they go back to their normal color.

Joanne: If you don't need me I'm goin' to head out and celebrate my victory.

Joe Pesci: No, go ahead. If I need you I'll call.

She smiles and turns heading back toward the door. Pesci turns to say something and Joanne is gone. He shivers and shakes his head turning back to the glass window as the scene fades to black.

[SWAT Team]

Jeremy Tucker: Let's head up into the ring and the introduction for this great tag team encounter from Frank.

Andrew Fulton: I am interested in this match. Chianti has been on quite the roll since winning the Anzac Cup tournament. However tonight I think they will be tested by the Hired Killers.

Frank Salazar:This match is schedule for one fall with a 30 minute time limit.. First introducing the team of Jade and Kim, they are known as the Hired Killers..

Just as there entrance is about to hit...

Andrew Fulton: Wait a minute Timeless Alex Turner and Joey Morelli come from behind.

Jememy Tucker: I guess Chianti did not like Jade and Kim making fun of them earlier.

Andrew Fulton: The four are fighting all the way down to the ring. Alex slams Jade right into the security rail.

Jeremy Tucker: Joey picks up Kim and drops her chest first onto the security rail.

Andrew Fulton: Chianti pulls the Hired killers by their hairs throwing right and lefts at their heads. Jade and Kim have not had a chance to get on track at all.

Jeremy Tucker: Alex takes Jade and throws her back first into the ring steps. Joey in turn hip tosses Kim right into the steel post.

Andrew Fulton: Chianti not playing any games this evening, they are all business. Alex tosses Jade into the ring, as Joey jumps up on the ring apron.

Jeremy Tucker: I believe the bell has finally rung for the match. Alex is simply putting the boots to Jade. Alex drops down as he starts to choke her as he breaks on the count of 4. He pulls Jade her feet as she whips her into the ropes and connects with a prefect dropkick right on Jade jaw.

Andrew Fulton: Look Alex getting to his feet as he admires his work. Kim is still on the floor.Alex lays in a couple of uppercuts and then backs Jade into the corner and lays in some nice knife edge chops right to her chest. Alex pulls her out of the corner and connects quick snap suplex. He quickly gets to his feet and drops an elbow right in her chest.

Jeremy Tucker: He makes the tag and in comes Joey. Joey pulls Jade to her feet and lays in some hard forearm shots to the side of her head. Joey spins her around and connects with a German suplex as he bridges up.

Ref counts 1 2

Andrew Fulton: Jade kicks out. Joey pulls Jade to her feet as he lands a few knee strikes to her ribs.

Jeremy Tucker: Kim is finally getting to her feet on the floor. Joey makes the tag to Alex, as the two whip Jade into the ropes and then about to attempt what might be a double dropkick, Jade counters it with double ddt.

Andrew Fulton: This place is going nuts. Kim sees what is going on and she races over to her side of the ring. Jade starts to get to her feet as she dives over and makes the tag to her partner, Kim.

Jermey Tucker: She springs over the top ropes and catches them both with a double clothesline. Kim waits for Joey to get to his feet as he turns around he picks him up and hits a death Valley driver. Kim kicks up as Alex is getting to his feet as she picks him up and connects with a t bone suplex.

Andrew Fulton: Kim is on fire. Kim lays in a few kicks on both Alex and Joey. She dropkicks Joey as he goes through the ropes and out to the floor. Kim waits for Alex to get to his feet as she quickly slaps on a cobra clutch.

Jermey Fulton: This just might be it here. The ref is checking Alex's arm as it goes down twice, but quickly turns into the cobra clutch and hits a back suplex. Kim crawls over and makes the tag to Jade.

Andrew Fulton: Jade pulls Alex to his feet and catches him with a massive chokeslam as the ref drops down gets a two and half count before he kicks out. She pulls Alex to his feet as she whips him into the ropes and hits a tilt a whirl backbreaker. She races over and makes the tag to Kim.

Jermey Tucker: Kim is climbing to the top ropes but Joey is getting to his feet on the floor as he jumps up on the ring apron but the ref is trying his best to get Jade out of the ring. In the meantime races up and connects with a superman punch while Kim is on the top ropes. She continues to hold on but barely. Alex gets to his feet as he pulls her off the top ropes and connects with a thunderous ddt.

Andrew Fulton: Did you here that thud. Alex makes the tag to Joey, as he races into the ring and slaps on an STF. Kim is trying her best to hold on, as Alex is pulling back even more but somehow she manages to get to the ropes.

Jeremy Tucker: Alex quickly jumps to her feet as he lays in a few knee strikes to her head. Alex pulls her to up and he picks her up and hits an inverted atomic drop. He races into the ropes, but Kim catches him with a spinning heel kick. He staggers over and makes the tag to Jade.

Andrew Fulton: She stalks Alex as he gets to the mat and picks him and connects with a F5. She races over and dropkicks Joey right to the floor. Jade pulls Alex up and she hits three straight German suplexes.

Jeremy Tucker: She is on fire. Jade waits for Alex to get to his feet as he does so she quickly goes in and connects with the bank statement, as she is pulling back hard. Suddenly Joey jumps into the ring, but quickly is cut off by Kim as she connects with a boot right to his face. Jade quickly gets to her feet as she looks at Kim ad they make a tag.

Andrew Fulton: They pull Alex to his feet and connect with a double gourd buster. The ref is trying to get Jade out of the ring.

Jeremy Tucker.. I think the ref could get the three count in but he is busy with ref. Kim jumps to her feet trying to get the ref attention, in the meantime, she turns around and Joey out of nowhere connects with an RKO. He quickly races over and connects another superman punch that sends Jade to the floor.

Andrew Fulton.. Joey pulls Alex to his feet,as they both wait as Jade after being down for a minute slowly gets to her feet.

Jeremy Tucker.. Double super kick, right on Kim's jaw. Alex drops down as the ref makes the three count.

Frank Salazar.. And your winners of the match Chianti..

Andrew Fulton.. Another victory for this red hot team. Who can stop these two.

Jeremy Tucker.. That is an excellent question. However we must head for commercial break because our huge event is coming up shortly.