Last Chance Battle Royal
Pike Andrews comes in at number five out of fifteen and just runs right the fuck over everybody.
Krazy Klown vs. Hell's Keeper
In a very well fought match that had both competitors beaten bloody, Krazy Klown came out on top with a desperation Roller-Coaster rise for the three.
Pyro goes off, the theme music plays, and the crowd screams. THAT’S RIGHT! It’s another edition of Sunday Night VIOLENCE!
The camera pans the frantic crowd before swooping in on the ring where Adriel Phoenix stands with a microphone in her hands.
Adriel Phoenix: Ladies and gentlemen, since the departure of our… champion last week, W3 has been left without a world heavyweight champion. Well, the road to becoming the new World Heavyweight Champion begins tonight. I have chosen eight wrestlers to fight in a single elimination tournament, the winner of which will be rewarded with the title in a ceremony after the final match at our next pay per view entitled Extinction. Because we want the W3 champion to be a champion that knows how to thrive in any environment, so each match will be a different type of gimmick match, also drawn at random. Ladies and gentlemen welcome to Sunday Night Violence. Tonight begins a new era for World Wide Wrestling.
Adriel’s music plays as she gracefully exit’s the ring and walks to the back.
The camera cuts to Ian Sparks and James white seated behind their announce table.
Ian Sparks: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to another edition of Sunday Night Violence. And what an announcement from the new GM, we will be starting an eight man tournament tonight, and I’m being told that the first match of the tournament will be up next!
James White: That’s right Ian, not to mention a three way dance between three of the greatest women in the sport today, Heather Phoenix, Trinity, and Jen Blackhart. What a match-up!
Ian Sparks: Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time to pay the bills, but coming up after the commercial break, the first of four random tournament matches today!
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Chris Roman vs. Casey Turbo -- Pure Wrestling Match
We open on the W3 ring where the beautiful and talented Lesa Fox stands with microphone in hand.
Lesa Fox: Ladies and Gentlemen, the first match of the eight man battle for the gold championship tournament! This match, as selected by random drawing, will be the first ever W3 Pure wrestling match. The rules are as follows. Both competitors must shake hands before the bell rings. Each competitor gets three rope breaks over the course of the match. If you use them all, rope breaks do not count. If a wrestler is thrown out of the ring, they have twenty seconds to get back in. If a wrestler stands on the top rope, they have a count of five to get down or they will be disqualified. Ladies and gentlemen, Welcome the first participant in this W3 Pure wrestling match… Casey Turbo!
‘Animal I Have Become’ blares over the sound system, and Casey Turbo struts out cockily, throwing his hands up in the air, causing the crowd to boo loudly. He slides into the ring and smiles as he runs the ropes, waiting for his opponents arrival.
Lesa Fox: And his opponent… Chris Roman!
As ‘Back in Black’ by AC/DC starts up on the PA the fans begin to boo loudly as they know it's the arrival of Chris Roman. Blue lights dazzle the fans as Chris Roman comes out . He yells at the fans to stop booing and begins to make his way down the entrance ramp at a very low speed. He take his time to taunt the fans and gets in a yelling contest with one of them at least. As his feet come off of the ramp and onto the ground the booing becomes louder. He walks up the steps snobbishly and goes under the top rope and over the second rope into the ring. Blue fireworks shoot out from behind the ring as he makes his way to the second rope to taunt the fans even more. Roman climbs down off of the ropes and stretches against the ring ropes, preparing for the match at hand. He does some quick arm stretches and gets ready to face the opponent.
The bell rings and the two men circle each other for a bit. They go to lock up, but Turbo slaps Roman across the face. Roman glares at him before spearing him to the ground, and starts ramming knees into Turbo’s gut. Roman changes it up and starts hitting Turbo with a bunch of forearms. Turbo quickly grabs the ropes and pulls himself out of the ring. At a ten count he rolls back in and stands to face Chris Roman. They charge each other, but turbo hits Roman with a number of clotheslines, and then hits him with a dropkick to the face that send him tumbling into the corner. Turbo immediately charges Roman, but Roman moves and Turbo dives between turnbuckles, ramming his shoulder into the steel ring post, and sending him spinning to the ground below as the crowd chants “Double you three!” Turbo rolls around in pain for a bit, but finally slides under the bottom rope at a count of fifteen. Roman quickly starts stomping away at Turbo’s injured shoulder before he can even get up. Roman drags him to the middle of the ring and drops down on him, wrapping his arm in an arm bar. He wrenches on it, but Turbo slowly inches to the ropes and grabs them, using his first rope break. As soon as Roman lets go, Turbo pulls himself out of the ring. Roman runs up to the ropes, but Turbo grabs his legs and pulls them out form under him, landing Chris Roman flat on his back. Turbo then jumps on the apron, and leaps over the top rope, hitting Roman with a leg drop. Both men stand up, and Chris Roman spins around Turbo, and grabs him in a reverse waistlock. Quickly, Turbo runs forward and drops down, sending Chris Roman sailing to the concrete floor below. Turbo rolls out of the ring, following him. Roman uses the guardrail to pull himself up, and makes the mistake of resting against it as Turbo hits him with a clothesline over the top of it. Chris falls on a group of fans who pat him on the back and mug for the camera. Turbo jumps up on the apron, and hit’s a springboard Asai moonsault off of the top rope onto Chris Roman, and several fans behind him. The ref continues to count and the wrestlers barely dump themselves over the guardrail before he reaches twenty. The bell rings and Lesa Fox grabs a microphone.
Lesa Fox: The result of this match: a double count out.
The camera cuts to Heather Phoenix stretched, watching the show from the back, waiting patiently until it was time to be called out. The TV title was slung over her shoulder casually, and she rolled her head on her shoulders loosening up. The footsteps behind her had her stopping, turning her silver eyes to one of her opponents.
Jen Blackhart stood there, making Heather smirk a little, straightening.
"What are you doing back here?"
Jen stops giving a smirk at Heather as her eyes fall on the title that lays on her shoulder. A bigger smile comes onto her lips but soon disappears as her eyes come into contact with Heather's.
Jen: Oh no reason at all Heather. Needed to stretch out a bit for our big match. A match that's going to look a lot like our last one. Just with a little annoyance in the middle of us. That can easily be taken out of the picture though. Then it'll be you and I again. I can taste that sweet victory once again.
Taking a step back Jen leans against the wall with her arms crossed her chest as her gaze stays on Heather. Heather's eyes flash silver as she takes in Jen's words.
Heather Phoenix: You didn't beat me Jen. You won the match. There's a difference. Just because Clark couldn't keep his ego out of my way doesn't make you the winner, it makes you the opportunist. But let me guess. Even if I do walk away with the win tonight, you aren't gonna just let it go, are you?
She smirks, shaking her head and tapping her belt.
Heather Phoenix: You want more outta me, don't you?
Jen is still smirking as she laughs a bit. Shifting her weight from one foot to the other her gaze falls to the title once again.
Jen: Beat...won...it doesn’t really matter girl. What matters is that three count. It might not have been a legal three count but hey I got it. You know me all to well though Heather. I wouldn’t let it go. Not till I feel satisfied. I would if I had a belt...oh similar to that.
Jen pushes off the wall as she begins to walk around the room a bit waiting for Heathers response.
Heather watches Jen carefully, her hand over the gold.
Heather Phoenix: You want this, you'll have to fucking go through me to earn it.
Heather starts to mirror Jen's movements, the pair circling the room very slowly.
Heather Phoenix: And don't think that I won't make you earn it. It'll cost you a hell of a lot of blood, sweat, and tears.
A sudden hand on Heather's shoulder makes her jump, and she twists quickly, coming face to face with Darkside. He stares at Jen briefly before looking at Heather, pointing at the clock. Heather twists to eye Jen, her voice sharp and cold.
Heather Phoenix: Gotta go, but this has been... enlightening.
She smirks, moving for the door smoothly, stopping at the doorway and turning.
"See you out there. And good luck... You're gonna need it."
Jen glares out the doorway as we fade to commercial.
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Kristoph Kahn vs. Dan Razor
We open on the ring where Lesa Fox stands with mic in hand.
This contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, Dan Razor!
His music plays, and Dan Razor steps out onto the entrance ramp as fans boo. He struts down the entrance way with a cocky grin on his face. He steps up the stairs and wipes his feet on the ring apron before stepping between the ropes.
Lesa Fox: And his opponent, from Louisville, Kentucky, Kristoph Kahn!
As the opening strains of Burn in My Light hit the PA system the lights in the house go down. Two orange spotlights hit the entrance. With an explosion of orange pyro Kahn appears standing on stage. His robe wrapped tightly around him arms spread wide. Making a slow spin to soak up whatever cheers or boos the fans may be giving him he starts down the ramp. A smirk on his face as he saunters to the ring the orange spotlight following him. He reaches the steps and unties his robe holding it up as he walks up the steps. Turning to the crowd he holds his arms out again as he turns and steps into the ring. Standing in the middle of the ring he slowly removes his robe showing off his physique. Slowly spinning a circle in the ring to let the entire crowd soak him in cheers as he walks to his corner and begins to warm up for the match.
The bell rings and immediately Kahn starts hitting Razor with right hands to the face. He backs him into the corner and keeps nailing him with punches until Razor is in a sitting position. Kahn then backs up and runs forward, hitting a boot wash to Razor’s face. He grabs Razor’s hair and lifts him to his feet. Razor hits Kahn with a few punches to the stomach, but Kahn stops him but ramming his knee into Razor’s midsection. He then hits Razor with a Kahnplex and pins him for three.
The camera cuts to Seth Dominics and Waylon Cash sitting in a locker room chatting. Next to them stands a man with a camera up to his eye, recording the two.
Waylon Cash: So why is the camera guy here?
Seth Dominics: shh! We don’t speak of him.
Cameraman: Thanks dick.
Suddenly, a man with a W3 t-shirt on, and a headset hung around his neck.
Production crew man: Dominics, they need you by the front. You have a tournament match.
Seth stares at the man bewildered for a moment before jumping o his feet in joy.
Seth Dominics: I have a tournament match!? BOOSH!
Waylon Cash: Go get ‘em Seth.
Seth runs out the door quickly as Waylon laughs on and we fade to commercial.
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Shane Tallin vs. Seth Dominics -- Ladder Match
The camera opens on Lesa Fox standing in the middle of the ring with a microphone in hand.
Lesa Fox: Ladies and gentlemen, the next match is a World Heavyweight Championship tournament, and will be a ladder match! Introducing first, Seth Dominics!
“You’re the Best Around” by Joe Esposito blares over the sound system and the crowds bursts out in cheers. By the first word Seth “Taurus” Dominics burst through the curtains and riles up the crowd by jump around on the entrance way and running from side to side. Seth Dominics runs down the entrance ramp with his left hand in the air with his finger up saying that he is number one. On his way down he high fives some of the fans.
Lesa Fox: And introducing his opponent… Shane Tallin!
Every light in the arena darkens to the point where nothing can be seen. Disturbs "Hell" hits the sound system and the light chiming at the start begins to echo. As the first beats begin to hit the big screen comes to life and it begins to give quick flashes with the beat, every flash shows Shane Tallin standing with a hood covering his head and his arms relaxed at his side. Lights in the entrance tunnel begin to pulse blood red and a form is seen only shown when a beat hits. Finally a quick growl is heard from the entrance themes vocals and Shane Tallin raises his head, staring at the crowd with his arms outspread as the lights inside the tunnel begin to flash violently with the now heavy rock. He stays in this position until the first verse truly kicks in. Once this happens he drops his arms and the lights pick up to a more visible grey color as he makes his way down the ramp. On the way he ignores all, only shaking out his wrist, his eyes locked in concentration on the ring. He climbs through the ropes and into the ring. When the chorus for the song hits he is standing in the middle of the ring with his head bowed until the words "Burning Now I bring You Hell!" are said in the songs vocals. He lifts his head and explodes his hands out to each side. Enormous pyro lifts up around the entire ring and the lights return to a normal tone.
The bell rings and both men stare each other down, each trying to figure the other out. Seth suddenly runs forward, and lifts his boot, going for a Yakuza kick. Tallin ducks it and answers back with a number of quick jabs followed by an enziguri. Dominics hit’s the ground and gets stomped a number of times by Shane Tallin. Seth quickly stands up and gets hit with a number of right hand by Tallin, causing him to stumble back into the corner. Tallin approaches him and grabs the middle rope, using it as leverage to ram his shoulder into Seth’s midsection. Seth hunches over and Tallin tosses him to the ground. Tallin then jumps onto the bottom rope and does a moonsault. The second he crashes down onto Seth’s body, he jumps up and runs back to the corner, this time jumping on the second rope and hitting a moonsault. He stands up a third time and jumps to the top rope, backflipping off and eating a face full of canvas as Seth moves out of the way. Tallin grabs his ribs as Seth uses the ropes to pull himself up. Tallin slowly stands to his feet again, and Seth runs at him. Tallin takes a swing, but Seth ducks it and spins around, kicking Tallin in the gut and hitting him with a double underhook back breaker. Tallin writhes in pain as Seth slides out of the ring. Seth grabs one of the ladders and folds it up before sliding it under the bottom rope. Seth follows it in and sets it up in the corner. Seth turns around to find Talin running at him, but Seth ducks and hits Tallin with a back body drop onto the ladder as the crowd lets out a collective “ooh” . Tallin slides to the floor and Seth grabs the ladder, setting it up in the middle of the ring. He climbs up the rungs of the ladder quickly, but Tallin reaches up and grabs his ankle. Tallin quickly climbs up behind him, positioning Seth on his shoulders before falling backwards, slamming both men hard to the mat. The ladder falls over and leans against on of the turnbuckles. Slowly the two men stand up. Tallin hits Seth with a couple forearms, but Seth kicks him in the gut, and lifts him into a crucifix bomb position before throwing him forward through the now broken ladder. The crowd claps as both men catch their breath. They both eventually stand up and start trading right hands. Seth uses his strength to get the best of Tallin and pushes him back into the ropes. Seth whips Tallin into the opposite ropes, and hits him with an arm drag on the way back, sending Shane sailing between the ropes to the concrete floor. Seth stands up quickly, and tries to get out of the ring, but the ref doesn’t let him. As soon as Tallin can stand, he grabs a ladder and slides it into the ring. Seth immediately picks up the ladder and hits Tallin in the head with it, sending him to the canvas. Seth then takes advantage and bring the ladder down on Tallin’s midsection a number of times. Seth sets up the ladder in the middle of the ring. Both men start climbing either side. They reach the top at the same time, and each grab a side of the briefcase that dangles from the ceiling. Seth reaches one hand up and unhooks the briefcase from the chain it’s on, and neither man lets go. They fight back and forth, but eventually they both go tumbling off the ladder without either man letting go of the briefcase. The ref rolls out of the ring and speaks quickly to Lesa Fox.
Lesa Fox: The referee has ruled this match a tie!.
The two men look confused, but not for long as Adriel walks out to the ring. She brings the mic to her mouth before speaking.
Adriel Phoenix: I want to thank the both of you. First of all, I wish to thank you for giving these fans one amazing match. Second, I want to thank you for helping clear up a problem. See, earlier when Chris Roman and Casey Turbo got a double count out, it left a large hole in our tournament plans. Now, because you have both won your match, you will both be advancing to the next round. Good luck gentlemen.
The two men look at each other, and smile, satisfied before shaking hands and walking to the back as we fade to commercial.
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Justin Davis vs. Alex Rettop -- Submission Match
We come back to see Lesa Fox in the ring with the microphone in her hand.
Lesa Fox: This next match is part of the world Heavyweight title tournament, and will be contested as a submission match. Announcing the first competitor… Justin Davis!
All the lights in the arena shut off, and there is some gust of smoke glazing arpund the entrance way. A big bang of pyro shoots up on the top of the entrance ramp. Then "Do You Call My Name" plays and Justin Davis walks through the black curtain with authority. He walks with a fast pace down the ramp, also he is rubbing his hands together and also has a smirking face. He then slides in the ring and throws his arms up and walks around the ring with a big smirk on his face. He then awaits for his opponent in the middle of the ring.
Lesa Fox: And his opponent… Alex Rettop!
"Play, pause, or rewind it all you want...there's no escaping the truth." This solemn statements leads to "Bleed It Out" playing over the P.A. Out walks Alex Rettop, with his girlfriend, Amyuchi Hitomi, clapping along to the music. They wave to the crowd, not sure what to make of its reaction. They walk to the ring, and Alex holds the ropes open for Amyuchi. Once in the ring, they go back to clapping along to the music, waiting for the match to begin.
The bell rings and Davis quickly nails Rettop with three kicks to the side of the leg. Rettop grabs his knee, and Davis quickly hits him with a flying head scissors, sending him across the ring. Davis quickly jumps up and starts stomping on Rettop’s knee. Rettop grabs the top rope and pulls himself to the apron. He stands to his feet, and Davis comes after him, but he grabs the back of Davis’ head and throws him over the top rope. Davis lands flat on his back on the outside, and Rettop falls backwards, hitting Davis with a flying elbow across the ribs. H capitalizes on his new found opportunity, slamming Davis ribs first into the guardrail, then the stairs, then the ring post before rolling him back into the ring. Rettop slides in and stomps Davis’ back a bit. Davis rolls around, and uses the turnbuckle to bring himself to his feet. Rettop runs after him, and tries for a big boot, but Davis dodges it and Rettop gets hung up on the top rope. Davis sees this and starts kicking away at his knee. Rettop gets loose and hobbles a bit before getting hit by a chop block from Davis. Rettop rolls around on the ground, grabbing at his knee. Davis quickly locks him in a spinning toe hold, and wrenches on that knee. Rettop screams and grabs the bottom rope. The ref tells Davis to let go of the hold, but he refuses so the ref counts. Once he gets to four, Davis lets Rettop go, and stomps his leg a number of times. Davis slides out of the ring, and drags Rettop to the corner by his leg. Davis wraps Rettop’s leg around the steel ringpost, and hits it with a running kick. Rettop clutches his leg as Davis rolls back in. He reaches down to grab Rettop’s leg, but Rettop hits him with a drop toe hold, and quickly turns it into an STF. Davis screams as Rettop wrenches on the muscles in his back. Davis slowly inches across the mat and grabs the bottom rope. The ref tells Rettop to break the hold, and he does, but challenges Davis to get back up. Davis does, and runs after him. Alex dodges him and guides him between the ropes, but Davis lands on the ring apron and jumps to his feet. Alex turns around and Davis jumps to the top rope, spring boarding off of it and hitting Rettop in the face with a dropkick. Rettop falls backwards, and Davis grabs his leg. Davis wraps Rettop’s leg in his own and bridges backwards, putting pressure on the knee. Rettop screams, but refuses to give up. Davis gets mad and stands up before droppign knee after knee on Alex’s leg. Davis then drags him to the center of the ring and rips off his kneepad and stomps away at it. Davis quickly locks Rettop in a figure four and falls backwards wrenching on the knee. Rettop screams and struggles but eventually taps out. Davis jumps to his feet and raises his hands in victory as Lesa Fox grabs a mic.
Lesa fox: and the winner by submission: Justin Davis!
Davis gloats, mocking the crowd as we fade to commercial.
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Waylon Cash vs. Jose Ramon -- Last Man Standing Match
Lesa fox is standing in the ring with a mic in her hand.
Lesa Fox: and the final match in the first round of the World Heavyweight Championship Tournament. This match is a Last Man Standing match. Introducing the first competitor… Jose Ramon!
As the fans hear "You gotta keep 'em seperated," the lights go down as strobe lights start to flash, and Jose enters with his back to the audience. When the lights come back on, he is seen often strutting and posing for pictures. When he makes his way down the rampway, he holds out his hands to make as though he wants to high five fans but at the last minute will pull back to slick his hair straight. He slides into the ring, stand on the middle rope, point to himself, then backflip off the rope.
Lesa Fox: And his opponent.
Nobody by Skindred begins to blare over the Pa system as strobe lights flash from under the stage.The strobe lights suddenly stop along with the music for a moment and then the music suddenly explodes back to life and the lights come back on as Waylon cash throws back the black curtain and jumps out onto the entrance platform and dances around on the ramp, walking back and forth getting the crowd pumped up by throwing his hands in the air and yelling at them. When he reaches the end of the ramp he slides under the bottom rope. He glides to the middle of the ring and rises up to his knees, starring out into the crowd. He gyrates a little before jumping to his feet and running to a corner of the ring and mounting the turnbuckle. He throws his fist in the air the crowd screams for him. Waylon jumps back down to the canvas and removes his leather vest and cowboy hat as his music dies.
The bell rings and the two men immediately lock up. Waylon over powers Jose and slams him hard into the turnbuckles before hitting him with a number of right hands and the crowd counts along. Waylon then backs up and runs forward, hitting Ramon with a boot to the face. Jose falls to a sitting position, and Waylon dropkicks him in the face. Ramon quickly rolls out of the ring and Waylon follows. They trade punches back and forth before Jose slams Waylon’s face into the steel guardrail. With Waylon dazed, he slams his face onto the ring apron and rolls him back into the ring. Ramon drops down and takes a steel chair out from under the ring. He slides into the ring, and Waylon this the chair with a dropkick, sending it back into Jose’s face. Jose comes up bleeding and Waylon grabs the chair. As soon as Jose stands, Waylon takes a swing at him, but Jose drops to the mat and rolls under the bottom rope. Waylon quickly hit’s a suicide dive onto him, sending him into the announcer’s table. Waylon removes the monitors from the table, and Ramon kicks him in the gut. Ramon then ducks down and backdrops Waylon through the table as it splinters. Ramon smiles and slides into the ring as the ref begins to count. Waylon rises to a sitting position as the ref hits seven, Waylon is fully standing. He slides into the ring, and Jose stomps his head a couple times, and brings him to his feet. Jose goes for a calf kick, but Waylon ducks it and Ramon hit’s the mat. Waylon lifts him up and whips him into the ropes, hitting him with a spinning spine buster on the way back. Waylon laughs, and some blood drips from his busted lip. He drops down and nails Ramon with a number of right hand to the head, opening his wound more. Waylon stands to his feet and walks over to the turnbuckle, before removing the protective covering. He grabs Ramon by the hair and drags him over to the turnbuckle. Waylon lifts Ramon vertical, before dropping him, face first, on the exposed turnbuckle. Ramon stumbles backwards and falls. Waylon starts to bring him to his feet, but Ramon nails Waylon with some elbows to the gut before whipping him into the ropes and hitting him in the mouth with a calf kick. He then grabs the chair and turns around. Waylon nips up and jumps onto the second rope. He tires for a rider kick, but Ramon ducks it and hits him with a nasty chair shot as soon as he lands. Waylon crumples in a heap and the ref starts counting. He gets to six as Waylon starts to get to his knees, and Waylon doesn’t stand until he hits nine. Ramon quickly goes for a flying forearm, but Waylon nails him with a super kick to the jaw. He falls backward and the ref begins counting for him. Jose slowly rises to his feet, but gets there by nine. Waylon quickly kicks him in the gut and hits the Hellbilly deluxe, sending Ramon face first into the chair. The ref begins to count, and gets to ten before he signals for the bell.
Lesa Fox: And the winner, by knock out… WAYLON CASH!
Waylon uses the ropes to bring himself up as he celebrates and we fade to commercial.
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Heather Phoenix vs. Trinity vs. Jen Blackhart
Lesa Fox stands in the ring as the three women in tonight’s main event are already in the ring warming up.
Lesa Fox: Ladies and gentlemen it is time for the main event. This is a three way dance match, with the winner being the first one to pin or submit one of the others. Standing to my left, The current television champion, Heather Phoenix! Standing to my right, Jen Blackhart! And, directly behind me the incomparable Trinity!
The three women approach each other as Lesa Fox gets out of the ring. The bell rings and immediately Heather and Jen start going at it. Trinity stands back and lets the other two women roll around on the mat throwing punches. They both stand up and notice that Trinity is just watching. They look at each other briefly before hitting Trinity with a double clothesline. She falls to the mat and Heather drops an elbow on her. Jen takes advantage of the situation and grabs Heather by the hair, dragging her over to the turnbuckle and slamming her head into it. She lifts Heather onto the top rope and climbs up after her. Heather regains her composure and punches Jen a couple of times before grabbing her legs and hitting her with a spine buster off the second rope. Heather climbs up and nails Jen with a number of rights before Jen rolls out of the ring. Heather leans over the rope yelling at Jen. Trinity quickly hits Heather with a forearm to the back and whips her into the opposite ropes. She hit’s a knee to Heathers gut as Heather flips over onto her back. Trinity bounces off the ropes and goes for a flipping senton, but Heather rolls out of the way. She stands to meet Trinity, and Trinity goes for a clothesline, but Heather ducks it and hits her with a dropkick to the back of the head. Trinity hit’s the ground and Heather locks her in a rear chinlock. Jen slides into the ring behind Heather and drops a double axe handle on her. Heather rolls off of Trinity as Jen stomps away at her midsection. Trinity scoots over to a corner, as Heather grabs Jen’s leg and throws her to the mat. Heather stands up and bends down to grab Jen, but Jen grabs the front of her shirt and throws Heather through the ropes to the ground below. Jen stands and goes for a front flip plancha on Heather, but Heather moves and Jen this the concrete hard. Heather smiles as she rolls back into the ring, her eyes set on Trinity. Heather uses the top ropes for leverage as she stomps Trinity’s shoulders, head, midsection, and knees. She lifts Trinity up and throws her across the ring by her hair. Heather looks to be going in for the kill as she grabs Trinity’s hair and lifts her to a standing position. She tosses her into the corner and then climbs to the second turnbuckle. Heather lowers ten blows down on Trinity’s head as the fans boo loudly. Heather jumps back down and sees Jen on the ring apron. Heather goes after her but Jen lowers her elbow into Heathers gut and hit’s a sunset flip on her. She kicks out at two and Jen quickly jumps on her and punches Heather in the head several times. Jen stands to her feet, and brings Heather with her. She whips Heather into the ropes, and on her way back Heather slides between Jen’s legs and spins her around before hitting her with the firebomb. Heather goes to pin her, but sees Trinity standing on the ring apron. She springboards off the top rope and goes for a dropkick. Heather grabs her and reverses it into a sit out power bomb, pinning Trinity as the ref counts to three.
Lesa Fox: Your winner, by pinfall, Heather Phoenix.
Heather stands up and grabs her T.V. title from the ref and celebrates. The celebration doesn’t last long as Adriel’s music hits and the Gm steps out onto the entrance ramp with a mic in her hand.
Adriel Phoenix: Don’t celebrate just yet Heather. You may have won this three way match, but you did not beat Jen Blackhart. Which is a shame considering you really could have used some momentum going into your title match with her next week. That’s right dear sister. Next week on Sunday Night violence, you have to defend your T.V. title against Jen Blackhart!
Adriel smiles as Heather glares at her from the ring and we fade to black.