Union City Wrestling-All ladies league STORM

[frisco]

UCW STORM
Bryness arena
Union City New Jersey

Iman vs Marianna DeLeonne




[The opening riffs and lines of Chino XL's "What You Lookin At" cue up.]

# I, see, you, you, see, me
We, got, beef, you, try, to, hi-ide (can't hide **************)
What the fuck you lookin at?
The next, time, I, see, your, face (yo, can't stop it, uh-uh)
I'm, gon', swing, or, shoot, on, si-ight (yo, soon as I see)
What the fuck you lookin at? #

[The entrance curtains are then shoved violently to the sides as "La Onza" Mariana De Leon steps out to a loud chorus of boos from the crowd. As per usual, she's dressed for battle, sporting a black Chino XL tanktop - exposing some of her midriff, night camouflage patterned pants, and black boots on her feet. She also wears black fingerless gloves, and studded bracelets on both wrists. The song then kicks into the first verse.]

# Yo... yo, yo
Where's he at, where's he been?
Don't count on a, calculator ************** you can count on Poison Pen (for what?)
To spit it like he got some sort of a cold
And this fork in the road is that I expose without talkin in codes
Blacker than **************z eyes like they Lincoln limo tinted windows
You need protection like you fuckin [edited] widow
I ain't here to play man games, don't wanna arm wrestle
I pull out them thangs and blow out your brain vessel [BLAM] #

[Puffing on a cigarette held between her teeth, Mariana slowly makes her way down the aisle to more boos from the crowd. She glares at each of them, flipping some off, and taunting others like she's going to hit them. Just before getting to ringside, she pulls the cigarette from her mouth, and drops it to the floor - where she stomps it out. She then climbs into the ring over the bottom rope, not bothering to do anything fancy as Chino XL continues his battle rap.]

# That's what actin insane'll get you
I ain't your cable company ************** cause physically I'll come disconnect you
Disrespect you in front of your main bitch
Can't change this, throw you a hundred like "Kid, change this"
It's dangerous speakin to me in a tone containin anguish
I'm handin out revenge like it's a main dish
I give a FUCK if you speak Spanish or English
An ass whippin is an ass whippin in any language
You panic sensin my manic rage and aggression
Only bitch you see inside of my eyes is your reflection #

[Inside the ring, Mariana paces around impatiently as the music heads to the chorus and fades out.]


Valentine
And her opponent, weighing in at 124 pounds and hailing from the Island of the Bahamas. Please welcome IMAN!!!

YYYEEAAHHH!!!



"Carribean Queen" hits the speakers, as a geyser of pyro's erupt from the stage area. Iman, wearing nothing more than a leopard print leotard, steps onto the entrance ramp, smiling and raising her hands in the air as the crowd gives the Island beauty a warm ovation. She soaks it all in for a moment, then jobs down the ramp towards the ring, stopping to touch hands with as many fans as she can before entering the ramp. LeOnza glares at the Islander from inside the ring, a scowl on her face.

Lori Hill
LaOnza looks annoyed that its taking Iman so long to get to the ring. It's like she doesn't even want her opponent to have an introduction.

Alan Baxterl
Well, they don't call her LaOnza for nothing. She's obviously number one. No one else matters.

Iman rolls into the ring, where she is greeted by the referee and inspected for foreign objects. LaOnza yanks on the ropes, waiting impatiently for the bell to ring.

DING! DING! DING!

Alan Baxterl
and were off!

Lori Hill
LaOnza going right after Iman, the Islander hasn't even had a change to get back to her corner before DeLeonne kicks her in the back, knocking her to the ground. She's stomping the hell out of her...

Alan Baxterl
LaOnza not wasting any time. Kicking Iman in the head and shoulders region. The Islander trying to get to her feet, but DeLeonne going for the hair, yanking Iman back to the mat. She drops on the Islander---is she bitting her?

Iman flares on the canvas as DeLeonne appears to be choking her.

Lori Hill
She's either taking a bit out of her on choking the heck out of her. I can't tell from the vantage point.

Alan Baxterl
LaOnza jerks Iman to her feet, whipping her to the ropes, then hitting a big boot to her as she bounces back. The match all La ONza at this point.

Lori Hill
Yeah, Iman needs to go on the offence.

Alan Baxterl
laOnza rolls Iman onto her belly, then tries to mount her back--but the Islander answers with a back elbow that knocks Marianna down. Now Iman is to her feet, and she plants a kick to LaOnza's face.

Lori Hill
Iman grabs LaOnza by the arm and whips her to the ring ropes. She hits a wicked double ax handle on her as she bounces back, again dropping her to the mat. La Onza is getting up, but Iman pelts her with a mongolian chop!

Alan Baxterl
La Onza is reeling! The tide can turn so fast here in the UCW. I think La Onza might have underestimated her opponent!

Lori Hill
Iman grabs La Onza by the hair, jerking her upright, but LaOnza responds with a chop to the throat, this time its Iman who's stunned.

Alan Baxterl
A chop a little close to the wide pipe! Not sure if it was illegal, but it doesn't look like the referee noticed.

Lori Hill
Yeah, wrestlers are discouraged from these martial art type throat strikes. Very dangerous...

Alan Baxterl
LaOnza with a hard kick to Iman's belly, doubling up the Islander. She follows with a spinning back breaker, Iman's head bouncing off the mat!

Lori Hill
That will disorient you...

Alan Baxterl
LaONza again pulling Iman upright. She tucks her opponents her between her legs...jumping pile driver! Iman's head hit the mat with a sick impact!

Lori Hill
She looks like a rag doll after that. I mean she just went limp.

Alan Baxterl
That has to be it!

Lori Hill
LaOnza again rolling Iman onto her belly, straddles her back and appears to be putting her in some type of hammer lock!

Alan Baxterl
Its the H8 red. A cranking Fujiwara arm bar. Do you see the torque on Iman's shoulder area! Iman is in serious trouble!

Iman, her face a mask of agony and terror, fights for a moment, then quickly taps her submission. LeLeonna appears to ignore it, continuing to crank out the arm bar as the referee struggles to pull her off of Iman.

Lori Hill
Iman taps out! La Onza needs to get off her now!

Alan Baxterl
I don't know what's wrong with this woman. She seems really angry at Iman, trying to make the girl suffer as much as she can. She's already given up!

DeLeonne finally moves back, but just as it looks like she is going to leave the ring she darts back, drilling Iman with a vicious kick to the head as she attempt to rise to her knees. Once again the Island beauty falls limply to the canvas.

Lori Hill
What the hell? Vicous kick to Iman's head! There is no reason for this at all!

Alan Baxterl
Iman has to be unconscious! Her neck snapped awkwardly after that kick!

BOOOOOO!!!!

DING! DING! DING!

Valentine
Ladies and gentlemen, the time of the match six minutes and 21 seconds. Your winner, by submission, La Onza, Marianna DeLeonne!

BOOOO!!!!

La Onza moves from one turn buckle to the next, climbing to the top and posing for the fans, who react with a chorus of boos. She finally returns to the mat, where the referee reluctantly raises her hand in the air. La Onza scowls at the zebra, then goes to Iman, who is lying face down on the mat unconscious. She rests the soul of her boot on the small of the Islanders back, glaring down in contempt at her vanquished opponent.

Lori Hill
I think they should have disqualified DeLeonne. I mean OK she got Iman to tap, thats the end of it. There is no reason for her to kick her in the head like that at the end of the match. I mean, poor Iman is knocked out!

Alan Baxterl
Well, it looks like medical attention is coming. I see a gurney being rolled down the entrance ramp.

The camera flashes to a crew of UCW medics, who are wheeling a stretcher towards the ring. LaOnza continues to pose of her beaten opponent, raising her hands in the air as the crowd continues to boo.

Lori Hill
As the medical crew tends to Iman we'll be going to commercial break. When we come back, we have the tag team match between Estrogen and Crystal Hilton.

La Onza finally leaves the ring as the stretcher is rolled in. The medical people attend to Iman as the show cuts to commercial break.



Estrogen vs Crystal Hilton and Jenn Barrett

Valentine
Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall to a finish with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first...from Shefield England, she weighs in at 104 pounds, please welcome Kyra SPitfire BRADDOCKKK!!!



BOOOOOO!!!!

Electronics cue up, which soon lead to the opening drums and electronic riffs of Innerpartysystem's "Don't Stop". They play through a couple times, before the lead singer Patrick Nissley begins the first verse. Just then, the entrance curtains rustle, and "Spitfire" Kyra Braddock steps out onto the stage. She poses in a fighter's stance, before making her way down the aisle. Fans reach out to slap her hand, but she just ignores them. Once she gets to the ring, she ascends the steps and slips through the ropes. She then ascends a corner to the middle turnbuckle, where she bends down way low to tease the crowd with a shot of her cleavage. She then hops down and tests the ropes as the music fades.

Valentine
and her tag team partner, she weighs in at 142 pounds and hails from Melbourne Australia...please welcome Black Jayde GRIFFENNNNN!!!



BOOOO!!!!

The opening guitar riffs of Krypteria's "Time to Bring the Pain" cue up, soon joined by drums. They play through a couple times, before Ji-In Cho begins to weave her story of revenge. At the same time, the entrance portal curtains are shoved dramatically to the sides, as the tall, beautiful Aussie brunette known as "Black" Jayde Griffen steps out. Hands on her hips, Jayde flashes the crowd a cocky, almost malicious smirk, before making her way down the aisle. Fans reach out to slap her hand, but she pays no attention, her focus aimed squarely on the ring. Once at ringside, she climbs onto the apron and poses for the cameras, before slipping through the ropes. Inside the ring, she flexes in a fighter's pose before heading to her corner as the music fades.

Valentine
and their opponents...first, hailing from from Los Angeles California, she weighs in at 125 pounds, please welcome the Rose Goddess, Crystal HILTONNN!!!



YYYEEAAHH!!

All of a sudden “Like Me” by Girlicious starts playing all over the Pa system. All of sudden two spot lights are pointed at the entrance way. Crystal Emerges through the curtains and is greeted by multiple pyros that start shooting off one by one. The crowd roars at her with a loud ovation of cheers and she just turns her nose up at them despite their cheering. Crystal cracks an evil grin as photographers quickly run up to the ramp way and begin to take pictures of her. Crystal smiles as she runs her fingers through her hair and a red carpet is rolled down to the ring. The Rose Goddess slowly makes her way to the ring. She finally makes it to the ring and places one foot on the apron and stretches the other one on the apron as well. She does a split to enter the ring and she finally makes it to her feet. She waits impatiently as she places a hand on her hips and waits for her opponent to come out from behind the curtain

Valentine
and her tag team partner, hailing from Malibu Beach California, weighing it at 120 pounds, please welcome Jenn BAARRREETTT!!!



YYYEEAAHHH!!!

Z Tops "Legs" hits the speakers, and Jen prances out on stage. She is wearing a red bikini and white "Surfer Girl" tank top and sneakers. She dances for a moment, then enthusiastically jogging down the entrance ramp towards the ring. She takes time to high five the fans, then rolls under the bottom rope and goes to her corner, awaiting the arrival of her opponent.

DING! DING! DING!

Lori Hill
All four women in the ring at the moment, Crystal Hilton and Jayde Griffin stepping out at Kyra Braddock and Jenn Barrett look to start things out. Jenn glances back at Crystal for reassurance, oohh--just enough to Kyra to get in a cheap shot.

Alan Baxter
Not really a cheap shot, the bell already rung--Kyra decking Jenn with a clubbing blow to the back, knocking the blonde beauty to the canvas. Now she's stomping on her like a brush fire.

Lori Hill
Looks like the Spitfire wants to extinguish that fire quick. Yanks her up by the hair, sends her across the ring with a snapmare, then a nice drop kick to the back of the head. Tags in Black Jayde Griffin.

Alan Baxter
Quick tags, so essential in tag team wrestling. She whips Barrett to the ropes, doubles her over with a knee to the midsection, then nice side suplex, again sending Jenn to the mat.

Lori Hill
Again making a quick tag. Crystal looks flustered outside the ring. Kyra Braddocks going right after Jenn, hits a DDT, now runs over and hits an elbow of Crystal, knocking her off the ring apron.

Alan Baxter
Rose Girl is furious, she's getting back in the ring, cut off by the referee...the two exchanging words...

Lori Hill
Black Jayde Griffin running in, joining her partner Kyra Braddock in a double team, both stomping the daylights out of Jenn Barrett. Barrett hasn't gotten a single move in on offence!

Alan Baxter
Kyra bailing out just as the referee turns back. Black Jayde Griffin has Jenn Barrett set up, widows Peak!

BOOOOO!!!

Lori Hill
Barrett flat out, knocked out in the center of the ring! Jayde wraps her up in a tight pin...1...2...3!!!

BOOOO!!!

DING! DING! DING!

Alan Baxter
Jenn Barrett never had a chance! She was attacked the second the match started!

Valentine
ladies and gentlemen, the time of the match one minutes and 18 seconds, you're winners, the team of Estrogen!

BOOOOOO!!!






Lori Hill
Now they are going after Crystal! Crystal Hilton went to check on her tag team partner, then Kyra Braddock nearly took her head off with a vicious clothesline!

Alan Baxter
Look out!
Black Jayde Griffin is setting the Rose Girl up...another Widows peak!

BOOOO!!!

Lori Hill
Crystal Hilton is decimated, quivering on the canvas...she might need medical help!

Kyra and Jayde pose over their fallen opponents as medical personel rush to the ring to check on Crystal and Jenn.

STORM goes to commercial break!




The Terrorist vs Cherrie Hilton


Al Valentine
The following contest is scheduled for one fall to a finish with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first, hailing from Detroit Michigan she weighs in at 128 pounds, please welcome Cherrie The Hitman HILTONNN!!!

YYYEAAAHHH!!!

"Sweat" by CC and the Music factory hits the speakers, as Cherrie steps out from behind the velvet curtain, pumping her fist in the air to the delight of the sold out arena. Cherrie wears a white top and blue bikini bottoms, white sneakers. She points at her opponent in the ring, then jobs down the entrance ramp, high fiving a few of the audience in the front row before rolling under the bottom rope, then approaching the referee to be checked for foreign objects. Hilton keeps a wary eye on her opponent, exchanging words with her before heading to her corner for the start of the match.



[b]Valentine]/b]
and her opponent, hailing from Persia, she weighs in at 164 pounds. Please give a warm welcome to...the TERRORIST!!!

BOOOOOO!!!

YOU SUCK!!!!!





Persian music hits the speakers as the Terrorist steps onto the ramp. She looks over the jam packed arena, hands raised in the air in the general direction of Mecca as the audience showers her with boos. She doesn't seem to notice. She drops on her knees, and bows in worship to a mysterious leader.

The terrorist slowly gets to her feet, then locks her eyes on her opponent. She heads towards the ring, climbing the stairs and going directly to her corner, then mounting the turn buckle to pose for the audience--which once again showers her with jeers.

Alan Baxter
One thing is clear, absolutely not one fan here in the arena is cheering for this woman.

Lori Hill
You mean Cherrie?

Alan Baxter
No! The Terrorist. She's probably the most psychotic person here in the UCW!

Lori Hill
I dunno. We have a lot of psychotic people here.

DING! DING! DING!

Alan Baxter
Terrorist going right for Cherrie, but she's ready for it. Hilton takes her down with a drop toe hold, now she's pelting her with elbows to the head and shoulder region. Terrorist bailing out of the ring.

Lori Hill
Cherrie going right after her. Hilton continues to land elbows, whipping the Terrorist towards the ring steps.

CRASH!

Lori Hill
What an impact! The Terrorist holding her arm, knocked the ring steps apart. There is absolutely no feeling out process in this one!
Alan Baxter
Hilton still going after her, Terrorist kicks Cherrie in the gut, doubles her over.

Alan Baxter
Desperation move. I'm not sure it was a kick to the gut. I think her aim was a little lower.

Lori Hill
regardless the ref didn't see it. Terrorist clobbers Cherrie with a forearm, nice side suplex, now Hilton on the ground, Terrorist rolls under the ring to avoid the count out.

Alan Baxter
Hilton slowly gets to her feet, rolling under the ropes, the Terrorist waiting, nails Hilton with a boot to the side of the head. Hilton face down on the canvas.

Lori Hill
This is where the Terrorist is so dangerous. She's kicking Cherrie Hilton repeatedly with the toe area of those boots she wears. These are very unusual wrestling boots, I highly doubt they are standard ring wear.

Alan Baxter
I highly doubt there legal. They have a curl at the tips of the boot, appears to be a very hard leather, possible even wooden point. She's kicking Cherrie with that...targeting her lower back.

Lori Hill
Cherrie gets to the ropes, pulls herself out, Terrorist right behind her, German suplex, holding Cherrie's shoulders to the canvas. 1...2...kickout!

Alan Baxter
Terrorist again behind Cherrie, another German, driving Hilton hard to the mat, Hilton holding her back...

Lori Hill
Look out, The Terrorist rolling Cherrie onto her belly. She's straddling her back...locking her hands under Hilton's chin...yanking back...

Alan Baxter
Wicked camel clutch, Cherrie Hilton's eyes are wide. Her face clearly in pain! She is desperately reaching for the ropes.

Lori Hill
WOW! Look at Cherrie's back. The human body does not bend in that direction. Cherrie is near tears, desperately trying to get to the ropes, but the Terrorist is having nothing of it. Hilton is trapped!

Alan Baxter
Cherrie gives up. Hilton just screamed her submission.

DING! DING! DING!

Lori Hill
You don't escape the Camel clutch. If youre lucky you might get to the ropes, but Cherrie never had a chance. She was far from the ropes. The Terrorist should be letting go!

Alan Baxter
The referee is now demanding the Terrorist break the hold, she continues to bend Cherrie backward...finally releasing her. Cherrie drops face first to the mat, grabbing at her back. The Terrorist standing over her, hands in the air. It's like she's taunting her!

Valentine
Ladies and gentlemen, the time of the match six minutes and 21 seconds. Winner via submission...the Terrorist!!!!

BOOOOOOOO!!!




Alan Baxter
Terrorist planing her foot on Cherrie, hands both in the air as she posing over her. Disgraceful.

Lori Hill
I see lots of camera flashes. No doubt the Terrorist is enjoying this win. She defeats Cherrie Hilton via submission, very bad night for Cherrie.

Alan Baxter
Yeah, especially with her opponent taking advantage of her like this. We're off to commercial break, then we'll be back with more UCW STORM!!!






Carmen Martinez vs Barbara Watson

Valentine
The following contest is for the UCW World Championship. It is contested one fall to a finish with a sixty minute time limit. Introducing first, the challenger, she weighs in at 124 pounds and hails from the Island of PuertoRico...please welcome Carmen MART-IN-EZZ!!!

BOOOO!!!



"Bitch" hits the speakers as Carmen steps onto the stage area. She looks over the audience, a sardonic grin on her face, then starts towards the ring, ignoring the crowd that tries to reach out and touch the latina beauty.

Valentine
and her opponent, the reigning UCW World Champion. Hailing from Bookline New York, she weighs in at 122 pounds...please welcome Barbara WATSONNN!!!

YYYEEAAHHH!!!



Alan Baxter
Carmen going after Watson, Barbara locks up with her...test of strength....neither giving way...slowly...Barbara back peddling.

Lori Hill
Carmen takes her to the ropes, a wide grin on Carmens face. Martinez wins the test of strength. She's obviously quite pleased.

Alan Baxter
yeah, but a test of strength is not the entire match. Look, they're locking up again...both fighting it out, neither giving an inch...Carmen trips Watson up...no, Watson kips to her feet, arm drags Carmen...Martinez sails across the ring.

Lori Hill
Carmen back on her feet, charges at the champ, Watson again arm drags her...drop kick...Martinez goes over the top rope!

Alan Baxter
Carmen is furious...rolls right back in...charges at Watson...

Lori Hill
Diamond Cutter! Watson nails Martinez with a diamond cutter...wraps her up, shoulders on the mat. Referee down to make the count. I think Carmen is out!

Alan Baxter
1...2...3...

DING! DING! DING!

Lori Hill
Watson gets her! Carmen pinned quickly by the champion.

Alan Baxter
she ran right into it. Match ended before it even began.

Valentine
ladies and gentlemen, the time of the match two minutes and 7 seconds. The winner...and STILL UCW World Champion...Barbara WATSON!!!

LORI HILLEEAAHHH!!!





Top contender Dangerous Donna Valentine vs Candace

Valentine
The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a sixty minute time limit. The match is to determine the number one contender for the UCW World Championship.

YYYEEAAHH!!!

"Gangsta's Paradise" hits the arena as Donna Valentine steps onto the stage area. Valentine looks over the jam packed audience, a sneer crossing her lips as she waits to take it their jeers, then struts confidently down the entrance ramp leading towards the ring.




Al Valentine
Ladies and gentlemen, weighing in at 134 pounds, she hails from Trenton New Jersey, please welcome Dangerous Donna VAL-EN-TINE!!!!

BOOOOOOO!!!

Valentine grimaces, then gets into it with some of the audience in the front row. She talks trash with her hecklers for a moment, then climbs the steps and enters the ring. The ref goes to check Donna for foreign objects, but she just raises her hands and stops her in her tracks,
then mounts the corner turn buckle, posing for the audience--who continue to scream at her in disgust.



Valentine
and her opponent, weighting in at 104 pounds and hailing from Okinawa Japan...



“China Girl” hits the speakers, as Candace steps out from behind the velvet curtain. The Asian beauty, wearing a white Sheongsham with an ornate golden Dragon etched on the back, looks over the audience, then slowly makes her way to the ring. She is followed by manager Martin Frisconelli, who trails several feet behind.

Valentine
Please welcome the Joshi Dragon, Candace Okimurrrraaa!!!!

ALAN BAXTEREEAAHHHH!!!!

As Candace makes her way towards the ring, the fans reach out for high fives or to try and touch the Japanese beauty. Candace smiles politely, but it is clear her focus is on the upcoming match. The Asian beauty pauses on the stairs as Frisco holds the ropes open for her. She enters the ring, going to her corner, then waits as the referee inspects her for foreign objects.

Frisco hands Candace a small pouch of Japanese ceremonial salt. She takes a pinch of the salt, throwing it into the air, then bows to her manager.

DING! DING! DING!

Alan Baxter
Valentine going right after Candace, but Okimura stops her in her tracks with a series of spinning kicks. Valentine back peddling right away, a look of pain clear on her face as Candace just blasts her with kick after kick to the thigh area.

Lori Hill
Candace is very quick, and her martial arts background is going to pose serious problems for Donna Valentine. She's smaller than anyone on the UCW roster, but Candace is quick as lightening and a heck of a striker...those kicks sting!

Alan Baxter
Donna Valentine certainly seems to notice them. Valentine swings at Candace, Candace ducks, lands a few more kicks, now Valentine rolling out of the ring to the floor. Referee giving her an earful!

Lori Hill
She's taking a breather, looking to regroup, Candace going out after her, Valentine blasts the Dragon with a clubbing blow to the head, look out! Grabbing her hair and pulling her through the ropes and onto the arena floor.

Alan Baxter
That's one way to get out of the ring!

Lori Hill
Now its Valentine, connecting on a few good kicks of her own to Candace's head and shoulder area. She grabs Candace and pulls her up, whipping her to the steel ring stairs...

CRASH!

Lori Hill
What am impact!

Alan Baxter
Candace crashes hard against the ring stairs, down on the arena floor, Valentine quickly rolls back into the ring.

Lori Hill
Now she's yelling at the referee to count Candace out!
Alan Baxter
Candace is getting to her feet, the count is at four, five...Candace rolling back into the ring, Valentine going right after her, stomping on her head and neck. She pulls her to her feet, short arm clothesline drops Candace to the canvas.

Lori Hill
Now Donna Valentine doing a little show boating, again pulling Candace upright, this time by the hair. Candace hits her with a knife edge, Valentine responds by drilling a knee into Candace's midsection. DDT! Candace spikes into the mat. Valentine makes the cover.

Alan Baxter
one, two, no Candace kicks out.

Lori Hill
Valentine whips Candace to the ropes, going for another clothesline but Candace ducks it. Candace going for a spinning kick---Valentine catches her ankle. Oh! Nice Enzuiguri by Candace!

YYYEEAAHH!!

Alan Baxter
Very nice, Donna Valentine rocked by that move!

SPLAT!

Alan Baxter
Candace just hit a wicked kick to the side of Donna Valentines head, looked almost like a standing Buzzsaw kick! Talk about impact! Valentine hits the canvas hard!

YYEEAHH!!!

Lori Hill
Donna Valentine is reeling, flat on her back as the crowd is on their feet!

Alan Baxter
Candace really knocked the taste of her mouth with the buzzsaw kick. The Joshi Dragon can taste victory. She's going to the air, climbing the corner tuck buckle as Valentine is struggling to get off the mat!

Lori Hill
If Candace can hit Tokyo is falling this match is over. The crowd is raising the roof, Candace is on the top turn bucke, the high rent district.

Alan Baxter
don't get too exciting, bad things happen when you go to the air.

The words no sooner leave Alan's mouth when someone from the audience leaves there seat and climbs over the security railing, grabbing hold of Candace's foot as she teeters from the top ring post.

Lori Hill
What the heck? That's Carmen Martinez! Why is she interfering here?

Alan Baxter
Well, she and Candace have had a long, simmering feud--at least on Carmen's part. I know she's said time and again how much she hates Candace.

Lori Hill
She has no business interfering in this match. She's got Candace by the ankle...the referee is screaming at her to leave the ring side area!

Alan Baxter
Don't look now, Donna Valentine is on her feet!

BOOOOO!!

Carmen finally releases Candace's foot, then rushes back over the security railing as a crowd of UCW officials go to ring side to escort her away. Candace turns her attention back to her opponent, turning around to see Donna Valentine vertical is the center of the ring. The Asian beauties eyes widen, then she dives in the air with a high cross body--but lands directly in Valentines arms.

BOOOOO!!

Lori Hill
Dangerous Donna Valentine catches Candace in mid air...this can't be good.

Alan Baxter
Valentine releasing a primal scream! She flips Candace heels in the air...inverts her! Oh my...

Lori Hill
both arms are pinned to her sides by Valentines vice like grip! Valentine is setting her up for the tombstone!

Candace kicks her legs in the air, Valentine sneering through the v shape with a maniacal grin on her face. She again releases a primal scream, then spikes Candace's skull onto the canvas, the Asian beauty recoiling from the impact, then dropping lifelessly face first onto the mat.

BOOOOOO!!!

Alan Baxter
Tombstone! Donna Valentine just tombstoned Candace into the mat!

Lori Hill
I guess thats why they call her Dangerous Donna Valentine

Alan Baxter
This is bull. Candace had the match won, except Carmen Martinez grabbed hold of Candace when she was on the top turn buckle...causing the distraction...

Valentine flashes a toothy grin, then rolls Candace onto her back. She drops a belly flop on the unconscious Asian, then hooks her far side leg, wrapping her into a tight pin as the referee drops to make the count.

Lori Hill
Ref on the mat, but its unlikely Candace is going to kick out of this. 1...2...3...Valentine pins Candace...

BOOOOO!!!

Alan Baxter
Give the assist to Carmen Martinez...Donna Valentine just stradling Candace, grinning at her as the crowd is letting her know exactly how they feel about the win. She finally gets to her feet, giving Candace a kick to the ribs as she takes the microphone from the referee.

Valentine grabs the mike, then goes to the center of the ring to address the crowd.

Donna Valentine
I've been telling everyone who would listen that I am going to be the UCW World Champion. Barbara Watson, you probably thought you were smart sending your little flunky Candace to try and stop me, but it didn't work. I told you I was going to beat her, and I just kicked her ass. Now you got no one else to hide behind. There's no one blocking me from getting to you, and just like Okimura found out tonight, you are going to find out in two weeks when I get my title shot. Just like Okimura, you will be flat on your back when the referee makes the three count. I am going to be the next UCW Worlds Champion...and there ain't a damn thing you can do about it.

Valentine raises her hands in the air, but her celebration is interupted as Barbara Watson's music hits the speakers. The first ever UCW world champion steps out onto the stage area, locking eyes on Valentine.

ALAN BAXTEREEAAAHH!!!

Alan Baxter
Look! It's Barbara Watson! We might have some action here tonight!

Lori Hill
I'm not sure Donna Valentine wants anything to do with her right now. She just fought a hell of a match with Candace. She's got to be tired!

The two women glare at each other for a long while, then Watson raises her title high above her head, bringing another loud ovation from the audience.

YYYEEAAHH!!!

Alan Baxter
That's what its all about. The UCW Championship!

Lori Hill
Going to be a hell of a match. I can't wait to see Barbara Watson shut up Donna Valentine once and for all.

Alan Baxter
Unless Valentine shuts her up first. Should be a very interesting bout.

The camera zooms into the UCW title, then fades to black.

The UCW logo flashes on the screen.

[DramaShark]

wow this was great! Very nice concept and very well written. Please, keep this up!

[frisco]

Union City Wrestling presents

CHRISTMAS CHAOS

Monday, December 19, 2011

Bryne Arena
Union City New Jersey

Our last show of 2011

Main Event

UCW World Championship

Barbara Watson vs Dangerous Donna Valentine

UCW Triple threat Tag Team Championship match

Asian Invasion
vs
Estrogen vs
Lethal Dosage

Crystal Hilton vs La Onza Marina LeLeonne


Devil Matsumoto vs Linda Holt

Candace vs The Terrorist

Christmas Slobberknocker
Every woman on the UCW roster competes in an elimination style gauntlet match, last woman standing wins the UCW Intercontinental Championship.

[DramaShark]

Union City Wrestling presents

CHRISTMAS CHAOS

Monday, December 19, 2011

Bryne Arena
Union City New Jersey

Our last show of 2011

Main Event

UCW World Championship

Barbara Watson vs Dangerous Donna Valentine

UCW Triple threat Tag Team Championship match

Asian Invasion
vs
Estrogen vs
Lethal Dosage

Crystal Hilton vs La Onza Marina LeLeonne


Devil Matsumoto vs Linda Holt

Candace vs The Terrorist

Christmas Slobberknocker
Every woman on the UCW roster competes in an elimination style gauntlet match, last woman standing wins the UCW Intercontinental Championship.

Looks good. Sorry, but I had to delete the link to the other site. You are more than welcome to post your Union City shows here, but links to other forums is prohibited under the advertising rules. Sorry bud. But plese, continue to post here as I like what I see.

[frisco]

Union City Wrestling Presents
CHRISTMAS CHAOS


The camera moves into the office of UCW owner and CEO Martin Frisconelli. Martin, wearing a disheveled suit and tie and sipping on a 7 and 7, glances over the booking sheet an hour before the start of CHRISTMAS CHAOS. as engrossed as he is on the paperwork, he barely hears the knock at his door. A moment passes and it is repeated, this time catching his attention. He lies the papers on his desk, and turns his attention to his guest.

Frisco
The door is open.

UCW Star Linda Holt, carrying a manila envelope, enters the office. She hands the papers to Frisconelli, then folds her arms across her chest as she looks down at him. Frisco rips open the envelope and removes a letter. A scowl quickly forms on his face.

Frisco
What is this?

Holt
It's a note from my doctor. I know I'm booked to compete in not one, but two matches tonight. I'm expected to wrestle in the CHRISTMAS SLOBBERKNOCKER match--which, despite its ridiculous name--might be important since there is a title involved, and some foolish match with Devil Matsumoto which not a single person in Union City wants to see.

Frisco furrows his eyebrow.

Frisco
Excuse me?

Holt
Look. A few weeks back I decimated Matsumoto, put her out of action for a month. Now she is returning and wants to step back in the ring with me? What possible purpose would that serve? I need to focus on the SLOBBERKNOCKER title match, not some silly grudge with a seriously deluded little girl.

Frisco
If memory serves me right you were getting you backside handed to you by Devil Matsumoto. You ended up getting yourself disqualified, then grabbed a steel chair and proceeded to beat the hell out of her. I'm not surprised you would want nothing to do with a rematch with her.

Holt winces.

Holt
No one would want to see it. The only possible outcome would be Matsumoto getting injured again, and me wasting my energy in a match that really doesn't matter. I need to focus on the title match. Regardless my doctor said I can only compete in the one, so I'm going with the SLOBBERKNOCKER.

Frisco's frown turns to a grin.

Frisco
Is that so? Well, here is the deal. You don't make those decisions, I do. Since you can only be in one match you will be in the match with Devil and not the SLOBBERKNOCKER.

Holt's eyes go wide as she tries to protest the call, but ends up with a doctors note thrown in her face.

Frisco
and to make that match more interesting, its now going to be a street fight. Now get out of my office. I have work to do.

Holt grabs her papers, then rips them to shreds, throwing them on Frisco's desk before storming out of the room. Frisco take another sip from his drink, brushes the papers from his desk and turns his attention back to his work.

The camera fades to black as the UCW logo flashes on the screen.







Candace vs The Terrorist

Al Valentine
The following contest is scheduled for one fall to a finish with a thirty minute time limit. Introducing first, from Persia...she weighs in at 136 pounds. Please welcome, The Terrorist!!!


Persian music hits the speakers as the Terrorist steps onto the ramp. She looks over the jam packed arena, hands raised in the air in the general direction of Mecca as the audience showers her with boos. She doesn't seem to notice. She drops on her knees, and bows in worship to a mysterious leader.





BOOOOOO!!!


The terrorist slowly gets to her feet, then locks her eyes on her opponent. She heads towards the ring, climbing the stairs and going directly to her corner, then mounting the turn buckle to pose for the audience--which once again showers her with jeers.

Al Valentine
and her opponent, weighing in at 112 pounds and hailing from Okinawa Japan, please welcome the Joshi Dragon, Candace OKimurrraaa!!!

“China Girl” hits the speakers, as Candace steps out from behind the velvet curtain. The Asian beauty, wearing a white Sheongsham with an ornate golden Dragon etched on the back, looks over the audience, then slowly makes her way to the ring. She is followed by manager Martin Frisconelli, who trails several feet behind.



As Candace makes her way towards the ring, the fans reach out for high fives or to try and touch the Japanese beauty. Candace smiles politely, but it is clear her focus is on the upcoming match. The Asian beauty pauses on the stairs as Frisco holds the ropes open for her. She enters the ring, going to her corner, then waits as the referee inspects her for foreign objects.

Frisco hands Candace a small pouch of Japanese ceremonial salt. She takes a pinch of the salt, throwing it into the air, then bows to her manager.

DING! DING! DING!

zzzz
The Terrorist goes after Candace, but Candace is ready, takes down down with a drop toe hold. The Terrorist goes for the ropes. Candace gives a clean break...terrorist kicks back, driving that nasty looking boot into Candace's thigh.

Lori Hill
And Candace is feeling it. She immediately grabbed at her leg, limping now.

zzzz
I'm not sure what material that boot is made out of. It appears to be some very still leather, has that prominent pointed toe thing, looks like it could be almost made from wood.

Lori Hill
Yeah, the point looks very stiff. Candace feeling that by now.

zzzz
The Terrorist quickly on the attack, again going with kicks aimed at Candace's thighs. I guess its a great strategy, you go after Candace's legs because thats really what makes her the most dangerous. She is a phenominal kicker...

Lori Hill
Wow! Candace just decked the Terrorist with a spinning kick. Looks like she nearly took her head off!

zzzz
I barely got the words out of my mouth. Candace makes the cover, hooks the leg, The referee drops to make the count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

It's over!

YYYEEAHH!!!

Lori Hill
Out of nowhere. You blinked you would have missed it. Candace just sent a wicked kick to the Terrorist, instant knock out.

zzzz
She's out all right. Candace moving back as the referee's check on the Terrorist. I strongly doubt Candace meant anything in the way of injury to her opponent, but she connected with that kick. The Terrorist went rag doll real quick.

Lori Hill
It is a martial arts style kick, and Candace is very adapt at doing those sort of moves. She is down herself checking on the Terrorist as the medical staff comes in to attend to her. It looks like they are calling for the stretches.

As a stretcher is sent to ringside, announcer Al Valentine goes to the center of the ring to announce the winner.

Al Valentine
ladies and gentleman, the time of the match one minute and four seconds. The winner...The Joshi Dragon Candace Okimurrrrraaaa!!!!



LORI HILLEEAAHHH!!!

As the medical staff attend to the Terrorist, the camera cuts backstage.





John Carson: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest, scheduled for one fall, is for the UCW World Tag Team Championship! Introducing first, Crystal and Cherrie Hilton, LETHAL DOSAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!

All of a sudden “Like Me” by Girlicious starts playing all over the Pa system. All of sudden two spot lights are pointed at the entrance way. Crystal Emerges through the curtains and is greeted by multiple pyros that start shooting off one by one. The crowd roars at her with a loud ovation of cheers and she just turns her nose up at them despite their cheering. Crystal cracks an evil grin as photographers quickly run up to the ramp way and begin to take pictures of her. Crystal smiles as she runs her fingers through her hair and a red carpet is rolled down to the ring. The Rose Goddess slowly makes her way to the ring. She finally makes it to the ring and places one foot on the apron and stretches the other one on the apron as well. She does a split to enter the ring and she finally makes it to her feet. She waits impatiently as she places a hand on her hips and waits for her opponent to come out from behind the curtain.

"Sweat" by CC and the Music factory hits the speakers, as Cherrie steps out from behind the velvet curtain, pumping her fist in the air to the delight of the sold out arena. Cherrie wears a white top and blue bikini bottoms, white sneakers. She points at her opponent in the ring, then jobs down the entrance ramp, high fiving a few of the audience in the front row before rolling under the bottom rope, then approaching the referee to be checked for foreign objects. Hilton keeps a wary eye on her opponent, exchanging words with her before heading to her corner for the start of the match.

John Carson: Their opponents, first ESTROGEN!!!!!!!

[Electronics cue up, which soon lead to the opening drums and electronic riffs of Innerpartysystem's "Don't Stop". They play through a couple times, before the lead singer Patrick Nissley begins the first verse. Just then, the entrance curtains rustle, and "Spitfire" Kyra Braddock steps out onto the stage. She poses in a fighter's stance, before making her way down the aisle. Fans reach out to slap her hand, but she just ignores them. Once she gets to the ring, she ascends the steps and slips through the ropes. She then ascends a corner to the middle turnbuckle, where she bends down way low to tease the crowd with a shot of her cleavage. She then hops down and tests the ropes as the music fades.]

[The opening guitar riffs of Krypteria's "Time to Bring the Pain" cue up, soon joined by drums. They play through a couple times, before Ji-In Cho begins to weave her story of revenge. At the same time, the entrance portal curtains are shoved dramatically to the sides, as the tall, beautiful Aussie brunette known as "Black" Jayde Griffen steps out. Hands on her hips, Jayde flashes the crowd a cocky, almost malicious smirk, before making her way down the aisle. Fans reach out to slap her hand, but she pays no attention, her focus aimed squarely on the ring. Once at ringside, she climbs onto the apron and poses for the cameras, before slipping through the ropes. Inside the ring, she flexes in a fighter's pose before heading to her corner as the music fades.]

John Carson: And finally, the reigning and defending UCW World Tag Team Champions, ASIAN INVASION!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“China Girl” hits the speakers, as Candace steps out from behind the velvet curtain. The Asian beauty, wearing a white Sheongsham with an ornate golden Dragon etched on the back, looks over the audience, then slowly makes her way to the ring. She is followed by the Devil Matsumoto, who trails several feet behind; a cocky grin etched on her face.


As Candace makes her way towards the ring, the fans reach out for high fives or to try and touch the Japanese beauty. Candace smiles politely, but it is clear her focus is on the upcoming match. The Asian beauty pauses on the stairs as Devil holds the ropes open for her. She enters the ring, going to her corner, then waits as the referee inspects her for foreign objects.

Devil hands Candace a small pouch of Japanese ceremonial salt. She takes a pinch of the salt, throwing it into the air, then bows to Matsumoto.

Alan Baxter
This should be a heck of a match. The UCW tag team titles on the line.

Lori Hill
Absolutely. The stakes could not be higher. I don't know that I've seen a lot of triple threat tag title matches, but its nice to see all that talent in the ring at the same time. It should be a wild match.

Alan Baxter
We should point out that Asian Invasion does not even have to loose this match to loose their belts. Candace and Devil might not even be pinned, but if one of their opponents should pin the other--or win via submission--the title changes hands.

Lori Hill
Indeed. That really amps up the pressure.


(Crystal starts for Lethal Dosage, Candace starts for Asian Invasion, and Kyra Braddock starts for The Estrogen. The jaw jacking ensues. Finally Kyra and Candace both turn and throw rights at Crystal, knocking her down and out. They pull her up back her up into a neutral corner. They whip her back into the neutral corner. Candace and Kyra then delivers a whisper in the wind to Crystal Hilton. Crystal staggers out of the corner where Candace and Kyra deliver a delayed vertical suplex, letting her hang in the air for awhile before dropping her to the mat. Crystal staggers back to her feet only to have Candace and Kyra clothesline her over the top and to the outside.)

Alan Baxter
Crystal knocked right out of the ring.

Lori Hill
She'll be in need of some Motrin come morning.

(Kyra offers a handshake. Candace reluctantly accepts and it is at that point that Kyra kicks her in the gut and then jerks her in with a short arm clothesline. Kyra whips Candace into the Estrogen corner. Kyra charges in and connects with a stinger splash followed up by a snap suplex. Kyra tags out to Jayde. Jayde hops in and waits for Candace to get back to her feet and then begins to land swift and vicious martial arts kicks that eventually put Candace down. Before Jayde can celebrate she turns around and is caught by Crystal, who delivered a springboard dropkick from the ring apron directly onto Jayde’s forehead. Crystal tags out to Cherrie Hilton. Cherrie and Crystal deliver a belly to back suplex neck breaker combination double team move to Jayde. Crystal makes her exit. Cherrie notices Candace going for the tag so she drags her back out to the center of the ring and drops her with a swinging neck breaker. Cherrie locks in a neck vice.)

Alan Baxter
Cherrie wratching up the pressure. No way do I see Candace tapping though. She's historically not someone who gives up in a match.

Lori Hill
yeah, like never gives up more like it.

(Cherrie breaks the neck vice and drops Candace with another neck breaker. Cherrie then goes over and drops Jayde with a neck breaker. She locks her in a neck vice. After about thirty seconds Jayde fights back to her feet. Cherrie switches up into a side headlock. Jayde breaks this with three elbow shots to the gut. Jayde then lands swift martial arts kicks to Cherrie’s mid-section, eventually backing her up against the ropes. Jayde whips Cherrie into the ropes and connects with a dropkick. Jayde clotheslines Cherrie to the mat. Jayde pulls Cherrie up to her feet and attempts an Irish whip but Cherrie reverses. Crystal holds down the bottom rope, causing Jayde to go tumbling to the outside.)

Lori Hill
Now Jayden takes a bad spill. The bodies are flying all over the place in this one.

(Cherrie goes back to work on Candace, locking in another neck vice. This distracts the referee so that Crystal can take Jayde and then drop her with a neck breaker on the outside. Before Crystal can do anymore damage Kyra rushes over to chase Crystal away from Jayde. Meanwhile back in the ring Candace has fought her way back up to her feet. Cherrie switches into a side headlock. Candace breaks the hold with three elbow shots to the gut. Candace then leaps to her feet and connects with an Enziguri kick to the back of the head that drops Cherrie Hilton like a ton of bricks. Candace lunges forward and tags out to Devil Matsumoto.)

Alan Baxter
Tag in made. Devil Matsumoto in the match, and Cherrie is in a world of hurt.

(Devil charges in and levels Cherrie with a flying forearm smash! Devil whips Cherrie into the ropes and delivers a dropkick. She clotheslines Cherrie down. Devil whips Cherrie into a neutral corner. Devil charges in with a stinger splash. Devil mounts her in the corner and rains down right hands.)

1!
2!
3!
4!
5!
6!
7!
8!
9!
10!

(Devil slowly gets off and lets Cherrie stagger out of the corner. Devil drops Cherrie with a snap suplex and goes into the cover.)

1…

….2Kickout!

Lori Hill
Cherrie barely able to kick out.

Alan Baxter
She'll be looking for a tag. She's been taking a beating for a while now.

(Devil pulls Cherrie back up and goes for a release German suplex but amazingly Cherrie lands on her feet! Cherrie charges in back at Devil but is caught with a superkick to the jaw! Before Devil can go for the cover Devil is caught with a superkick to the jaw….from Jayde Griffen! With both Devil and Cherrie down, Jayde lunges forward and makes the tag out to Kyra Braddock.)

Alan Baxter
Not sure she shouldn't have gone for a pin there. I know you want to stay fresh, but she might have been able to get a pinfall.

Lori Hill
Yeah, might be the case. I think she just wanted to get the fresh person in.

(Kyra targets Cherrie Hilton who has just risen back to her feet. Kyra backs her up into the ropes with right hands. Kyra whips her into the ropes and delivers a high back body drop. Cherrie staggers back up to her feet and Kyra clotheslines her over the top and to the outside. Kyra then turns around only to get kicked in the gut and DDT’d by Devil Matsumoto.)

Alan Baxter
DDT by Matsumoto!

(Devil tags out to Candace. Devil whips Kyra into the ropes and immediately gets on all fours. Candace charges in, jumps off Devil’s back, and delivers a dropkick square onto Kyra’s face. Kyra staggers out of the corner when they both kick her in the gut and deliver a double DDT. Devil exits the ring and Candace goes into the cover.)

1…

2…Kickout!

(Candace pulls Kyra up to her feet. Candace delivers a belly to belly suplex. Candace then delivers a standing, corkscrew moonsault onto Kyra Braddock for the cover.)

1…

2…

…3Kickout!

Lori Hill
Did she get her? That was close...ridiculously close.

Alan Baxter
I think Kyra got a shoulder up...about a mili second before the three count.

(Candace pulls Kyra up to her feet and delivers a German suplex with a bridge.)

1…

2…

…3NO! Jayde Griffen breaks it up!

(Candace gets up and notices Cherrie is up on the ring apron. Candace runs over, springboards off the ropes, and dropkicks Cherrie back down to the floor. Candace then waits as Cherrie slowly pulls herself up before leaping over the top with a plancha onto Cherrie Hilton! The two climb back to their feet and turn around into Jayde Griffen who leaps off the top turnbuckle to the outside onto Candace and Cherrie. Those three slowly make it up to their feet only to get knocked back down by Crystal Hilton, who charges to the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and delivers a plancha onto all of them, knocking them down.)

Alan Baxter
Glad I'm not the referee trying to maintain order in this one. Insane action.

(Those four get up and turn around into Devil Matsumoto who is on the ring apron. She leaps up onto the middle rope and delivers a moonsault. Those five after a bit get up only to see Kyra with her back to them all on the top turnbuckle. Kyra delivers a moonsault off the top turnbuckle, knocking all five of them down.)

(Kyra is first up to her feet. She immediately grabs Crystal by the air and drags her over and smashes her face against the ring apron. She then attempts to whip her into the steel steps but Crystal reverses, sending Kyra sailing into the steel. Crystal then removes the steel steps and gets Kyra in position and delivers a slingshot into the steel ring post! Kyra is busted wide open and Crystal mounts Kyra and begins to pound away at the cut to make it worse.)

Lori Hill
Crystal is leaving Kyra a bloodied mess!

Alan Baxter
and a Merry Christmas to you Miss Braddock!

(Cherrie rolls Candace back into the ring. Cherrie attempts to whip Candace into the ropes but she reverses. Candace goes for a clothesline but Cherrie counters with sleeper neck breaker! Cherrie goes into the cover.)

1…

2…

…3NO! Jayde Griffen breaks it up!

(Jayde begins taking over on Cherrie with her swift and vicious martial arts offense. This backs Cherrie up into a neutral corner. Jayde whips Cherrie into Candace who gets a hold of her, lifts her up, and flapjacks her onto the top ring pad! Cherrie staggers backward into a back cracker from Candace. Candace gets up to her feet and turns around into Jayde who kicks her in the gut and delivers a double arm ddt. Jayde goes into the cover.)

1…

2…

…3NO! Devil Matsumoto in to break up the count!

Lori Hill
These counts could not be closer. Talk about getting saved by the skin of your teeth!

(Jayde begins to exchange right hands with Devil Matsumoto. Devil gets the best of the exchange and is able to back Jayde up against the ropes. Devil then dropkicks Jayde to the outside. Cherrie immediately comes up from behind and drops Devil with a reverse ddt. Devil rolls to the outside in pain. Cherrie arrogantly struts about the ring, not noticing that Candace is perched on the top turnbuckle. Cherrie turns around and Candace leaps off, attempting a clothesline, but Cherrie counters into a crippler crossface.)

Alan Baxter
Crossface! Cherrie has Candace in the crossface!

(Meanwhile on the outside Crystal has taken a bloody Kyra Braddock and starts to smash her face up against the Spanish announce table. She then rolls Kyra up onto the table. Crystal joins her on top and gets her set up for the pedigree.)

(Kyra suddenly begins to land shots to Crystal’s thigh that eventually forces a break. Kyra then rakes Crystal’s eyes. Kyra sets Crystal up and drops her with a death valley driver onto the announce table, causing it to break under the pressure.)

Lori Hill
Insane action going on both inside and outside the ring. Candace refusing to tap, and Crystal just put Kyra though a table!

(Meanwhile back inside the ring Candace looks ready to tap when suddenly Devil Matsumoto flies off the top with a big frog splash onto Cherrie Hilton’ back, breaking up the hold. Devil pulls Cherrie up and whips her into the ropes and dropkicks her. Devil snap suplexes Cherrie. Candace is up now. Candace and Devil deliver a whisper in the wind to Cherrie before delivering a double superkick to the jaw. Candace goes into the cover.)

1…

2…

…3NO! Jayde Griffen breaks up the pin!

Alan Baxter
Cherrie just got her head kicked off! Jayde Griffin makes a major save.

Lori Hill
Yeah, Asian Invasion would have retained the belt.

(Jayde goes for a right but it is blocked and Devil lands a right of her own. Devil then hoists Jayde up onto her shoulders while Candace climbs up onto the top rope. They deliver the doomsday device onto Jayde Griffen! Candace again goes into the cover.)

1…

2…

…3NO! Jayde kicks out!

(Devil Matsumoto signals that its all over as she climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Before she can leap off Kyra Braddock suddenly shoves her off the top and Devil lands rib cage first onto the steel barricade.)

Alan Baxter
Devil might have broken ribs on that move. Hellacious impact!

Lori Hill
Yeah, those steel barricades don't have a lot of give.

(Candace rushes over and blasts her with a right hand. She suplexes Kyra back into the ring. Candace then goes for a standing moonsault but Kyra gets her knees up. Kyra pulls Candace up and drops her with an death valley driver. Kyra is slow to get to her feet and Cherrie is measuring her the entire time, setting her up for a Stunner.)

(Kyra turns around Cherrie leaps to her feet, going for the Stunner, but Kyra shoves her off into Jayde who immediately drops Cherrie with the Bone Grater. Jayde drops on Cherrie, hooking the sepia beauties far side leg and wrapping her up as the referee drops to make the count.

1...
2...
2 and a half...
2 and three quarters...

No! Crystal breaks up the pin!

Jayde gets to her feet, but the Rose Girl is ready and nails her with a superkick, dropping the Estrogen member to the canvas. The ref laces into Crystal, but the Rose Girl drags Cherrie on top of Jayde, then scurries out of the ring, knocking Kyra to the canvas with a spear as the ref drops to make the count.

1...
2...


3...

DING! DING! DING!

Lori Hill
Crazy finish, but Cherrie pins Jayde. After eating that Bonegratter, I'm not even sure Cherrie is conscious.

Alan Baxter
Yeah, Crystal saved the match! She took out Jayde and allowed Cherrie to get the pin. Regardless...new tag team champs.

Estrogen and Asian Invasion argue outside of the ring, as inside the squared circle the referee raised the hand of a stunned Cherrie Hilton.

John Carson:
Ladies and gentlemen the time of the match nine minutes and forty one seconds. The winners...and NEW UCW Tag Team Champions...Lethal Dosage!

YYYEEAHHH!!!
BOOOOOOO!!!

Cherrie and Crystal celebrate in the ring, as Kyra drops to the mat to check on Jayde. The two raise the title belts high in the air, posing for the camera's as CHRISTMAS CHAOS cuts to a backstage segment.

Ernie Witt is standing next to the Terrorist, who appears to be anything but in the holiday spirit. The Persian powerhouse glares at the camera, a scowl on her face as Witt starts the interview.

Ernie Witt
I'm joined now by the Terrorist, who had an unfortunate accident in her earlier match with Candace. Now...

The Terrorist
It was not an unfortunate accident. This Joshi Dragon woman intentionally attempted to injure me, blatantly kicking me in the temple during our match. I was wrestling a fair and honest match, but Okimura resorted to cheap tactics in order to get the victory.

Ernie Witt
Well, it appears you were doing most of the kicking to body parts in this match. It seemed as if Miss Okimura was only trying to defend...

The Terrorist
To a novice perhaps, but to a skilled wrestler like myself it was a completely illegal martial arts move. This is wrestling, no jui jitsu. Okimura tried to injure me, but she failed. Now she will pay the consequences for her actions.

Ernie Witt
What consequences?

The Terrorist
You will see. You will all see.

The Terrorist storms out, leaving Witt with mike in hand and a confused look on his face.








“You and I walk a fragile line
I have known it all this time
But I never thought I'd live to see it break
It's getting dark and its all too quiet
And I can't trust anything now
And its comin' over you like its all a big mistake”

“Holding my breathe, won't lose you again
Something's made your eyes go cold”

A spotlight shines down at the top of the entrance ramp. Pyro goes off. Then Marie Annabelle Williams steps through the curtain with a determined look etched across her face. The Tron shows images of her striking at her opponents with her finishing and signature moves as the lyrics of “Haunted” by Taylor Swift begin to flow through the arena.

“Come on, come on don’t leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Something's gone terribly wrong, your all I wanted
Come on, come on don’t leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Can’t breathe whenever you’re gone
Can’t turn back now, I’m haunted”

Marie begins to make her way down towards the ring to a mixed reaction from the fans. She pays little to no attention to the reaction. Her focus is solely on the ring and the determined stride with which she walks tells that story.

“Stood there and watched you walk away
From everything we had
But I still mean every word I say to you
He will try to take away my pain
And he just might make me smile
But the whole time I'm wishin he was you instead”

Marie hops up onto the ring apron. She strikes a sultry and sexy pose for the audience. She then smirks, shakes her head smugly muttering ‘in your dreams’ before stepping into the ring. She then hops up onto the second turnbuckle of the nearby corner and holds her arms up high into the air, getting a reaction from the crowd.

“Oh, oh, holding my breath, won't see you again
Something keeps me holding on to nothing”

Lori Hill: The rumors are true!

Alan Baxter: What rumors?

Lori Hill: Word had been circulating that Marie Williams had signed with UCW.

Alan Baxter: So?

Lori: Hill: SO?! This is big news! Williams has tons of experience, despite being only twenty-two years old. She has already amassed quite a record of championship victories in other federations.

Alan Baxter: Means nothing, at least not here. She has to prove herself as far as I’m concerned.

Williams hops down off of the turnbuckle and then heads to the center of the ring where she retrieves a microphone.

Marie: Good evening New Jersey!

The crowd roars with appreciation at the cheap pop.

Marie: Now I could stand here and talk about my past accomplishments, I could talk about my tag title wins, my mid-card title wins, and so forth and so on. I could stand here and name off a list of people I’ve beaten. That is a popular thing to do but I’m not going to do that, because I know what I’ve done elsewhere means nothing here. I want to prove myself to each and every one of you based on what I can do inside the squared circle and I look forward to doing just that.

As a proud second generation superstar, I am looking forward to the opportunity to compete here in UCW. Wrestling is in my blood. Both of my parents were former champions and they passed their knowledge onto their children, onto me.

Some view this business as just about success and glory. I don’t. Professional wrestling is about much more than that. This is about fighting for you, the fans, because it is you guys who keep UCW running, it is you guys who truly signs our paychecks, and I hope to do you guys proud here in UCW!

Alan Baxter: Kiss up.

Lori Hill: “Kiss up”…got it.

Alan Baxter: What are you doing?

Lori Hill: Taking note of everything negative you say about her, so I can pass it along to her after the show.

With that, “Haunted” by Taylor Swift begins to play over the PA system. Marie exits the ring and heads up the ramp to the back.






Crystal Hilton vs La Onza Marina LeLeonne

All of a sudden “Like Me” by Girlicious starts playing all over the Pa system. All of sudden two spot lights are pointed at the entrance way. Crystal Emerges through the curtains and is greeted by multiple pyros that start shooting off one by one. The crowd roars at her with a loud ovation of cheers and she just turns her nose up at them despite their cheering. Crystal cracks an evil grin as photographers quickly run up to the ramp way and begin to take pictures of her.

Alan Baxter
Crystal must be in a world of pain. She was just in a hell of a tag team match.

Lori Hill
yeah. She's trying not to show it, but there is no way she can be close to 100%.



Crystal smiles as she runs her fingers through her hair and a red carpet is rolled down to the ring. The Rose Goddess slowly makes her way to the ring. She finally makes it to the ring and places one foot on the apron and stretches the other one on the apron as well. She grimaces noticeable as she does a split to enter the ring and she finally makes it to her feet. She waits impatiently as she places a hand on her hips and waits for her opponent to come out from behind the curtain.




[The opening riffs and lines of Chino XL's "What You Lookin At" cue up.]

# I, see, you, you, see, me
We, got, beef, you, try, to, hi-ide (can't hide ************************************************* ************************************************* )
What the fuck you lookin at?
The next, time, I, see, your, face (yo, can't stop it, uh-uh)
I'm, gon', swing, or, shoot, on, si-ight (yo, soon as I see)
What the fuck you lookin at? #

[The entrance curtains are then shoved violently to the sides as "La Onza" Mariana De Leon steps out to a loud chorus of boos from the crowd. As per usual, she's dressed for battle, sporting a black Chino XL tanktop - exposing some of her midriff, night camouflage patterned pants, and black boots on her feet. She also wears black fingerless gloves, and studded bracelets on both wrists. The song then kicks into the first verse.]

# Yo... yo, yo
Where's he at, where's he been?
Don't count on a, calculator ************************************************* ************************************************* you can count on Poison Pen (for what?)
To spit it like he got some sort of a cold
And this fork in the road is that I expose without talkin in codes
Blacker than ************************************************* ************************************************* z eyes like they Lincoln limo tinted windows
You need protection like you fuckin [edited] widow
I ain't here to play man games, don't wanna arm wrestle
I pull out them thangs and blow out your brain vessel [BLAM] #

[Puffing on a cigarette held between her teeth, Mariana slowly makes her way down the aisle to more boos from the crowd. She glares at each of them, flipping some off, and taunting others like she's going to hit them. Just before getting to ringside, she pulls the cigarette from her mouth, and drops it to the floor - where she stomps it out. She then climbs into the ring over the bottom rope, not bothering to do anything fancy as Chino XL continues his battle rap.]

# That's what actin insane'll get you
I ain't your cable company ************************************************* ************************************************* cause physically I'll come disconnect you
Disrespect you in front of your main bitch
Can't change this, throw you a hundred like "Kid, change this"
It's dangerous speakin to me in a tone containin anguish
I'm handin out revenge like it's a main dish
I give a FUCK if you speak Spanish or English
An ass whippin is an ass whippin in any language
You panic sensin my manic rage and aggression
Only bitch you see inside of my eyes is your reflection #

[Inside the ring, Mariana paces around impatiently as the music heads to the chorus and fades out.]





Alan Baxter
Marianna could have a gift match here. If Crystal isn't 100% she'll have her work cut out for her against DeLeonne!

DING! DING! DING!

Marianna goes right after Crystal, peppering her leg with kicks at the knee that have the Rose Girl back peddling. She drops Crystal with a hair pull, then unloads on a series of stiff elbows to her head.

Lori Hill
Marianna DeLeonne wasting no time in going after Crystal. Just unloading on her.

Alan Baxter
Yeah, she's obviously not being paid by the hour here tonight.

Marianna jerks Crystal to her feet, then whips her to the ropes, sending her back to the canvas with a drop kick. She raises both hands in the air, celebrating her early dominance
as she prances around the ring. Crystal staggers to get vertical, then turns her focus to her opponent.

SPLAT!

Alan Baxter
Oh my God!

Crystal races across the ring, nailing Marianna with a spear. The Latin beauty hits the mat hard, gasping for air as Crystal makes a cover.

1...
2...

No! Marianna kicks out!

Lori Hill
Crystal just decked Marianna with that spear. The momentun has shifted!

Alan Baxter
Yeah, Marianna looks stunned!

Crystal pulls Mairianna to her feet, then hits a Russian leg sweep. She latin beauty again rolls onto Marianna, making the cover as the ref drops to the mat.

1...
2...

No! Marianna again kicks out!

Lori Hill
Another close call.

Crystal measures Marianna as she staggers to her feet. She takes her time, then sends a wicked Rose Whip steaming towards her head.

WHIFF!

Crystal hits nothing but air, teetering off balance as Marianna goes on the attack, hitting a face buster on Crystal and planting her into the mat.

Lori Hill
I'm thinking the end is near. Crystal making a game effort...by Marianna is so tough...

Marianne pounces on Crystal, rolling her onto her belly and cranking on the H8 Red, her trademark version of a cranking Fujiwara armbar. Crystal fights it for a moment, but quickly taps out her submission.

DING! DING! DING!

Alan Baxter
Marianna DeLeonne wins by Submission! She's ripping Crystal's arm right out of the socket.

Lori Hill
Yeah, the ref needs to break that up. Crystal could have some serious damage to her shoulder...

Marianna does not release the hold, she rocks back, locking it on even harder as Crystal screams her submission. A group of UCW officials hurry to the ring to seperate the two, as Marianna finally begins to regain her composure.

Marianna finally allows the referee to raise her hand in victory, glaring down at Crystal as she celebrates her win.








The camera zooms into a backstage area, where Amanda Clark is holding a microphone outside of Dangerous Donna Valentines dressing room. Clark waits for a moment, then the door opens. Valentine emerges, notices the UCW scribe, then grimaces.

Donna Valentine
Oh what the hell?

Amanda Clark
Ms. Valentine. I just wanted to see if I could get a word with you before your match up with Barbara Watson.

Valentine rolls her eyes, then snatches the mike away from Amanda.

Donna Valentine
Barbara Watson thought she was clever. She sent her little flunkie Candace after me last week. I guess she thought Miss China had a shot in hell at beating me. Well how did that work out? Last thing I remember was the ring crew scrapping Okimura off the mat after I pinned her ass clean in the center of the ring 1-2-3. So now we get down to some real business. It involved Watson, the world title, and me.

Normally I'd try and say something nice, but truth is I ain't got a single good thing to say about Barbara Watson. She's sneaky, a coward, and a bold face liar. She tries to make like she's the fans favorite, some kind of wrestling legend, faces all opponents, yada yada yada. The truth is she ducks everyone and the only reason she's holding that belt is because she never puts it on the line. That changes tonight, when she steps into the ring with me.

Watson, both you and I know there ain't no one in this federation thats worth lacing my boots. You think for a moment you're leaving Union City with that gold still around your waste you are about to get reeducated. I'm taking the title tonight, and there ain't a damn thing you can do about it.

Valentine glances at Clark, then tosses the mike to her before storming off.



Devil Matsumoto vs Linda Holt

"Battle without honor or compassion" starts, as Devil Matsumoto steps onto the stage area. A huge ovation rings through the arena, pyro's erupting on both side of the stage as the Tokyo born star starts down the entrance ramp towards the ring area.

John Carson
Introducing first, hailing from Tokyo Japan, please welcome The Devil MATSUMOTO!!!!

YYYEEAHHH!!
BOOOOO!!!

The words are barely spoken before Linda Holt runs down the ramp, slamming a steel folding chair over Devil's head and knocking her to the ground.

BOOOO!!!

YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK!

Alan Baxter
No big surprise, Linda Holt going for a cheap pre match attack!

Lori Hill
Well, the match is a street fight so its not illegal. She clearly does not seem to want to take on Devil in a normal, one on one match.

Holt stomps wildly on Matsumoto, raising the chair into the air and slamming it down on the Asian beauty repeatedly. She pauses for a moment, measuring Devil as she staggers to her feet. A sick look washes over Holt's face, then she slams the chair to the side of Matsumoto's head. Devil, instantly rubber legged, drops face first to the arena floor.

Alan Baxter
Vicious attack! They need to stop this before Devil gets hurt seriously. The last time these two tangled Matsumoto was out of action for a month.

Lori Hill
Yeah. Holt cheated big time in that match as well.

Holt grabs Devil by her long black ponytail, then jerks her to her feet. She tucks Matsumoto's head under her arm, then drills her to the floor with a wicked even flow DDT. Devil quivers once or twice as Holt laughs maniacally.

Lori Hill
Even flow DDT. Devil is out cold.

Alan Baxter
Holt could pin her right now. The match is over. Devil ain't going to kick out of anything.

Linda Holt again grabs hold of Devil's pony tail, then pulls her upright. She drapes the unconscious Japanese star over her shoulder, then heads towards the ring, talking trash with the fans at ringside as she reaches the ring area. She pauses for a moment, then races towards the steel ring steps, slamming Devil into the unforgiving structure as the crowd reacts in disgust.

Alan Baxter
Now they should DQ Holt. There is absolutely no call for that.

Lori Hill
You can't DQ someone in a chair match.

Alan Baxter
She slammed that steel chair to Devil's skull like a dozen times. Now she's using the ring stairs...

Lori Hill
Well then Frisconelli should not have made this a street fight. He signed Matsumoto's death notice by putting her in a street fight with someone like Linda Holt. What was he thinking?

Holt poses mockingly for the fans, then reaches down and grabs Devil by the seat of the pants and the scruff of the neck. She tosses the enigmatic one one into the ring, then rolls in after her. Holt slides her thumb under her throat in a cut throat gesture, then grabs Devil by the ponytail and pulls her to her feet. Devil surprises her by grabbing hold of her head and hitting a jaw breaker on Holt, sending the big marine back peddling.

Alan Baxter
Not so fast. Devil hits a jaw breaker, Holt shocked!

Lori Hill
I'm amazed Matsumoto had anything left at all. Linda Holt clearly playing around to much. She needs to finish Devil, not play with her food like that.

Devil staggers towards her feet, looking up to see Holt charging at her. Matsumoto side steps her, then hits a shuffle kick to Holt that drops her to the canvas. In the two seconds it takes for the marine to regain her bearings Devil clamps on a Labell lock, cinching in with every ounce of strength she has left.

Alan Baxter
Oh My God! Labell lock! Devil has it cynched!

Lori Hill
Look at Linda Holt's face? She can't believe it!

Holt eyes bug out as she screams her submission. A thunderous ovation rings through the arena, but Devil holds onto the lock, continuing to crank out the punishment as Linda Holt goes limp.

DING! DING! DING!

Alan Baxter
I can't believe it! Linda Holt taps out to the Labell lock! What a win for Matsumoto! She was dead in the water thirty seconds into the match!

Lori Hill
Absolutely shocking ending--but I couldn't be happier!

John Carson
Ladies and gentlemen, the time of the match four minutes and 22 seconds. The winner by submission The Devil MAT-SU-MOTOOOO!!!

LORI HILLEEAHHH!!

A group of UCW officials rush to pull Devil off of Linda Holt as CHAOS goes to a backstage segment.








Amanda Clarke, UCW interviewer, standing next to a lovely young raven haired beauty who is attired in a knee length black skirt, a teal colored blouse, and open toed black high heel shoes. A look of annoyance is written across the face of this unknown woman, as if she has better things to do right now than to chit chat with Clarke.

Amanda: Ladies and gentlemen I am standing by with one of the newest UCW superstars, Sophie O’Brian. Thanks for joining me here tonight and welcome to UCW.

Sophie rolls her eyes.

Sophie: Dispense with the pleasantries, Amanda. I didn’t come here for a fruit basket or a house warming party. I came here to inflict torturous torment, pain and punishment, upon the poor little single celled amoebas running around this dump.

She points a long, slender finger at Amanda and then at the camera.

Sophie: I came to educate you and everyone else on the concept of Total War.

Amanda: What do you mean by Total War?

Sophie: Total war is a war in which a belligerent engages in the complete mobilization of fully available resources and population.

Clarke, our interviewer, looks a little lost. Sophie lets out a sigh of frustration.

Sophie: Fine! I shall utilize the language of the Neanderthals and bimbos like you, Amanda. Total War is simply me using any and all available resources to kick the shit out of the opposition and anyone else who bothers to get in my way.

Sophie pushes her way past Amanda, leaving the interviewer in the dust before she can even get another question out.








Alan Baxter
This match should be action packed. The nine contestants in this match appear to be the UCW superstars that didn't compete in other matches earlier in the show, so obviously a lot of talent, the Barbara Watson's, Donna Valentines of the federation, are not involved in the CHRISTMAS SLOBBERKNOCKER.

Lori Hill
Which would make a lot of sense. A few of the superstars on the roster have already appeared in two matches, so obviously they will be sitting this one out. But the ones who are fighting are well rested and highly motivated...which should make this match have a very quick tempo.

Alan Baxter
Oh for sure. Hey no one is going to want to take their time in their in a match like this. Its going to be get in and take out your opponent as quickly and with as little effort as possible. You don't want to hang around with nine competitors.

Lori Hill
Absolutely. Also the people entering the match first are royally screwed, because they will have to outlast so many opponents...

Alan Baxter
Looks like John Carson is heading towards the ring to start this off.

The house lights dim, then a spot light focuses on the man in a suit. John Carson begins his introductions.

John Carson
Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is an elimination style match to determine the first ever UCW Intercontinental championship...

A loud ovation rings through the arena, as a geyser of pyro's burst at the stage area.

John Carson
The match will feature nine women from the UCW roster. Two participants will begin the match, a new participant will be introduced when one of the others is eliminated via either pin fall or submission. The last woman will become the Intercontinental champion.

YYYEEAAHH!!!!

John Carson
Introducing first...from Malibu Beach California...Jenn Barrett...



Z Tops "Legs" hits the speakers, and Jen prances out on stage. She is wearing a red bikini and white "Surfer Girl" tank top and sneakers. She dances for a moment, then enthusiastically jogging down the entrance ramp towards the ring. She takes time to high five the fans, then rolls under the bottom rope and goes to her corner, awaiting the arrival of her opponent.




John Carsonand her opponent...from San Jaun Puerto Rico...



"Paparazi" hits the speakers as Carmen steps onto the stage. The ebony haired beauty scowls at the audience for a moment, then races down the ramp for the start of the match.

DING! DING! DING!

Carmen darts to the ring, diving on Jenn as she meets her in the center of the ring.

Alan Baxter
CArmen wasting no time in going after Barrett, clobbering her on the head and shoulder region with vicious forarms.

Lori Hill
She yanks her up, whips her towards the ropes. Barrett sprinigboards off, goes for a high cross body press...

1...
2...No, Carmen tosses her off.

Alan Baxter
Carmen spins her with an elbow to the jaw, a hard kick to the gut, Barrett is doubles over, Spinning neckbreaker, going for the pin...

1...
2...

No! Jen raises a shoulder.

Lori Hill
Carmen yanks Jen back to her feet...ewww! What the? Carmen planting a great big kiss on her opponent?

Alan Baxter
Vicious DDT! That's Carmens trademark long kiss goodnight. She just spiked Jenn's head into the canvas...I think I saw the ring shake. She wraps her up, hooking the far side leg as the referee drops to make the count.

1...
2...
3... Jenn Barrett is eliminated!


John Carson
Introducing the next contenstant...from the Island of Barbados...
"Carribean Queen" hits the speakers, as a geyser of pyro's erupt from the stage area. Iman, wearing nothing more than a leopard print leotard, steps onto the entrance ramp, smiling and raising her hands in the air as the crowd gives the Island beauty a warm ovation. She soaks it all in for a moment, then jobs down the ramp towards the ring, stopping to touch hands with as many fans as she can before entering the ramp.




Alan Baxter
Carmen again going right after Iman...and eats a Mongolian chop for her troubles. Iman hits her with a head butt, then a knife edge and Carmen is reeling. Iman sends Carmen sailing to the corner ringpost...she drops to the ground...incoming!

Lori Hill
Iman just shot across the ring, turned and rammed her backside into Carmen...the latin beauty is out on her feet. She clamps on the bearhug...

Alan Baxter
Carmen quits! Iman submits Carmen!

Lori Hill
Another elimination. As we said, fast and furious!


John Carson
Introducing from the Island of Puerto Rico...Maia Lopez!

Maia music blares over the speakers. Iman locks her eyes on the stage area, but Lopez doesn't come in that direction. She instead emerges from the audience, quickly sliding under the ring and going after Iman as she is looking at the ramp for the arrival of her opponent.



Alan Baxter
Maia Lopez nailing Iman with a blow to the back of the head. The Islander is on the ground, and Maia is capitalizing...she just kicked Iman directly in the temple region...

Lori Hill
That was blatant as can be! The referee should DQ her for that!

Alan Baxter
Not so fast. When you're little buddy Candace did it earlier to the Terrorist you said it was an accident.

Lori Hill
Yeah, but Iman is flat on the canvas...Maia intentionally aimed!

Alan Baxter
Maia going for the pin...

1...
2...No! Somehow Iman got a shoulder up!

Lori Hill
Iman struggled to her feet...DDT by Maia! That has to be it! Maia goes for the pin...

1...
2...No! Maia Lopez pulls Iman's head off the mat? What is she doing?

A wicked grin stretches across Maia's face as she yanks the Island beauty to her feet. She doubles Iman over with a vicious knee to the midsection, then lifts her into the widows peak.

Alan Baxter
Oh this ain't going to end good for Iman!

Lori Hill
Maia Lopez destroys Iman with a brutal Widows Peak! She just folder her in two as the ref makes the count.

1...
2...
3...Iman eliminated.



John Carson
Introducing from Detroit Michigan, Stephanie Sanderson!

YYEEAHH!!!


Doncha" starts to play across the Pa system and Stephanie slowly emerges from behind the curtain, she seductively makes her way down to the ring clapping the hands of people cheering her on. Before entering the ring she stops and just looks around at the audience smiling at them. The crowd welcomes her with an ovation of cheers and she smiles an evil grin as she raises her hands in the air and yells out the Princess has arrived. She seductively rolls inside the ring and breaks out into a sexy dance which gets the crowd going a bit. She smiles as she waits for her opponent to come out.



Alan Baxter
Stephanie Sanderson gets into the ring, and again Maia going right after her, decks her with a kick to the head as she trying to get in through the ropes.

Lori Hill
Stephanie is very talented, but Maia caught her with that one...she's all over Sanderson now...spinning neck breaker drops Sanderson to the canvas.

Alan Baxter
There is precious little time to recouperate from anything here in the UCW. You talk about the speed of the game in the NFL, how everything is so quick paced. It's the same thing in the UCW. People come in and the competition is so intense, its hard to explain.

Lori Hill
Sanderson takes down Maia, landing a few shots of her own, but its almost like Maia is trying to wear her out...waiting for that one mistake...

Alan Baxter
Looks like she just made it, Maia nails her with a kick to the gut, look out she pulling Stephanie up in the air.

Lori Hill
Widows Peak! Maia just hits another insane widows peak on Stephanie...and she's got her shoulders on the mat...

1...
2...
3...So long Ms Sanderson.


John Carson
Hailing from Los Angeles California...the Rose Goddess, Crystal Hilton!

YYEEAHH!!!

All of a sudden “Like Me” by Girlicious starts playing all over the Pa system. All of sudden two spot lights are pointed at the entrance way. Crystal Emerges through the curtains and is greeted by multiple pyros that start shooting off one by one. The crowd roars at her with a loud ovation of cheers and she just turns her nose up at them despite their cheering. Crystal cracks an evil grin as photographers quickly run up to the ramp way and begin to take pictures of her. Crystal smiles as she runs her fingers through her hair and a red carpet is rolled down to the ring. The Rose Goddess slowly makes her way to the ring. She finally makes it to the ring and places one foot on the apron and stretches the other one on the apron as well. She does a split to enter the ring and she finally makes it to her feet. She waits impatiently as she places a hand on her hips and waits for her opponent to come out from behind the curtain.



Alan Baxter
Crystal comes in, Maia going after her...a kick to the head, but she whiffs! Crystal ducks under it, then takes Maia down with a short armed clothesline.

Lori Hill
Crystal has held a ton of gold in her time. She's very veteran, she knows what she's doing in the ring.

Alan Baxter
Scissor kick by Crystal...look out!

Lori Hill
Crystal just took Maia's head off with a chick kick! Maia flat on her back as Crystal makes the cover.

1...
2...
3...Maia Lopez eliminated!



John Carson
and her opponent, from the Island of Puerto Rico...La Onza Marianna DeLeonne...

BOOOO!!!

# I, see, you, you, see, me
We, got, beef, you, try, to, hi-ide (can't hide ************************************************* ************************************************* )
What the fuck you lookin at?
The next, time, I, see, your, face (yo, can't stop it, uh-uh)
I'm, gon', swing, or, shoot, on, si-ight (yo, soon as I see)
What the fuck you lookin at? #

[The entrance curtains are then shoved violently to the sides as "La Onza" Mariana De Leon steps out to a loud chorus of boos from the crowd. As per usual, she's dressed for battle, sporting a black Chino XL tanktop - exposing some of her midriff, night camouflage patterned pants, and black boots on her feet. She also wears black fingerless gloves, and studded bracelets on both wrists. The song then kicks into the first verse.]

# Yo... yo, yo
Where's he at, where's he been?
Don't count on a, calculator ************************************************* ************************************************* you can count on Poison Pen (for what?)
To spit it like he got some sort of a cold
And this fork in the road is that I expose without talkin in codes
Blacker than ************************************************* ************************************************* z eyes like they Lincoln limo tinted windows
You need protection like you fuckin [edited] widow
I ain't here to play man games, don't wanna arm wrestle
I pull out them thangs and blow out your brain vessel [BLAM] #

[Puffing on a cigarette held between her teeth, Mariana slowly makes her way down the aisle to more boos from the crowd. She glares at each of them, flipping some off, and taunting others like she's going to hit them. Just before getting to ringside, she pulls the cigarette from her mouth, and drops it to the floor - where she stomps it out. She then climbs into the ring over the bottom rope, not bothering to do anything fancy as Chino XL continues his battle rap.]

# That's what actin insane'll get you
I ain't your cable company ************************************************* ************************************************* cause physically I'll come disconnect you
Disrespect you in front of your main bitch
Can't change this, throw you a hundred like "Kid, change this"
It's dangerous speakin to me in a tone containin anguish
I'm handin out revenge like it's a main dish
I give a FUCK if you speak Spanish or English
An ass whippin is an ass whippin in any language
You panic sensin my manic rage and aggression
Only bitch you see inside of my eyes is your reflection #

[Inside the ring, Mariana paces around impatiently as the music heads to the chorus and fades out.]







Alan Baxter
Crystal races towards La Onza...spear by La Onza...Crystal is grabbing at her ribs!

Lori Hill
Crystal has actually been in a brutal tag team match earlier tonight, winning the tag team gold with her sister Cherrie. If I remember correct she hurt those ribs in that contest.

Alan Baxter
La Onza stomping the heck out of Crystal ribs, the Rose Girl is in trouble!
La Onza rolls Crystal onto her belly...its the h8 red...Fujiwara armbar! Crystal taps!

Lori Hill
I can't even explain how painful that move is! You seriously destroy your rotator cuff with that. Crystal very wise to tap out quickly rather than sustain an injury.

Alan Baxter
Yeah, but La Onza still hasn't let go! She's clearly focused on damaging Crystal's arm!

John Carson
Hailing from Long Island New York...Jennifer Williams!

YYEAAHH!!!


Jenny from the block blasts all over the speakers and as it does Jennifer Williams makes her way onto the stage. The crowd welcomes her with loud cheering and she smirks as she slowly begins to walk down the aisle. She excitedly slaps the hands of the fans that her cheering her on, running down the aisle just full of energy. Once she reaches the ring she jumps right onto the apron and once planted firmly on the apron does a flip over the ropes followed by a roll to the center of the ring. The fans are cheering and she just smirks waiting for her opponent to come out.






Alan Baxter
Jen Williams drills La Onza with a stiff kick to the head. La Onza on her feet, the two exchange punches, Williams whips her to the ropes, big boot and La Onza goes down!

Lori Hill
Jen goes to pull up la Onza, eye rake, Jen back peddling. La Onza up to her feet, takes down Williams with a clothesline. She pulls her up...small package!

1...
2...
3...La Onza is gone!

Alan Baxter
Blink and you miss it! Jen Williams with a nice small package to beat La Onza!

John Carson
and the final contestant...from Miami Florida...Sarah Richardson!


Glamorous by Fergie begins to play loudly all over the Pa system and Sarah emerges from the backstage. She smiles at the crowd, and the crowd greets her with a loud ovation of boos. She ignores the fans as she turns her nose up to them as she slowly begins to strut her way to the ring and as she does, sparkles begin to go off from the ceiling. When she reaches the ring, she just looks around for a couple of moments





BOOO!!!

Alan Baxter
Oh come on! La Onza low blows Jennifer Williams! What the hell?

Lori Hill
la Onza has completely lost it! She just put Jennifer Williams in the h8 red! Jen Williams is screaming in pain! We need some help out here!

Sarah Richardson enters the ring, a huge grin on her face as she watches La Onza punish Jennifer Williams.

Lori Hill
Looks like some UCW referees are coming to the ring to pull LaOnza off of Jenn. You know, not for nothing but Sarah Richardson could do something to help out. I mean she's just standing there gloating.

Alan Baxter
She's just biding her time. I'm sure she has a plan.

Lori Hill
The referees finally lead La Onza out of the ring, but Jennifer Williams is hurt, holding that shoulder, in obvious pain!

Alan Baxter
And it looks like Sarah is making her move now.

Sarah stands next to her foe and slips her near side arm under theirs and around their neck. With the other she reaches around their body, then shoots her hips up, taking Jennifer Williams off her feet before dropping back to drive them down on the back of their head.

Alan Baxter
Sarah just hit an Overhead Uranage on Jennifer Williams, I beleive she calls it Maxed out!

Lori Hill
Well, Jennifer Williams is maxed out at this point. Shoulders on the mat as the ref makes the count.

1...
2...
3...

DING! DING! DING!

Lori Hill
Meet our first ever Intercontinental champ!

Alan Baxter
Sarah Richardson wins the belt. Didn't take her long did it?

Lori Hill
What was she in there for? Ten seconds? La ONza did all the damage. Very controversial win.

Alan Baxter
A win is a win, Sarah Richardson has the belt. Now the hard part comes. She gets to defend it.

Lori Hill
and I'm sure she's going to have a line of people waiting to challenge her...Jennifer Williams probably is first...

Alan Baxter
Now time to for the main event...Barbara Watson defends her title against Dangerous Donna Valentine. Should be very interesting.





The camera again fades in, this time Amanda Clark is joined by the UCW World Champion Barbara Watson. Watson smiles at the fans, then turns to Clark for the start of the interview.

Amanda Clark
Ms. Watson, glad to have you join us for this interview. Tonight you step in the ring against Dangerous Donna Valentine, a young woman with a big attitude problem, but apparently someone with some impressive wrestling skills.
Barbara Watson
Oh yeah, very true. Valentine is good no doubt about it. I was watching her match with Candace last week. I have to say I kind of wish Candace hadn't opted to go to the ropes like she did at the end. I think if she stayed on the mat and kept up what she was doing we would have had a very different finish.

Amanda Clark
Yeah, Candace was in control for about 90% on the match. The ending didn't go the way she planned though.

Watson nods.

Barbara Watson
Well no disrespect to Candace, but we have a very different skill set. I think I match up a lot better with Donna Valentine, and by now it should be pretty obvious I never do anything off the top turn buckle.

Amanda Clark
Any predictions for the match?

Watson shrugs.

Barbara Watson
As I said, Donna Valentine has some really good skills, but if she thinks she's going to be leaving here tonight with my title she is going to be very disappointed.

Amanda smiles, then turns her attention back to the camera.

Amanda Clark
Thank you for your time Ms. Watson, and best of luck in your match tonight.







"Gangsta's Paradise" hits the arena as Donna Valentine steps onto the stage area. Valentine looks over the jam packed audience, a sneer crossing her lips as she waits to take it their jeers, then struts confidently down the entrance ramp leading towards the ring.

Al Valentine
Ladies and gentlemen, weighing in at 134 pounds, she hails from Trenton New Jersey, please welcome Dangerous Donna VAL-EN-TINE!!!!



BOOOOOOO!!!

Valentine grimaces, then gets into it with some of the audience in the front row. She talks trash with her hecklers for a moment, then climbs the steps and enters the ring. The ref goes to check Donna for foreign objects, but she just raises her hands and stops her in her tracks,
then mounts the corner turn buckle, posing for the audience--who continue to scream at her in dusgust.



"Black Out" By Breathe Carolina hits the speakers, as Barbara Watson steps out onto the stage area. A thunderous ovation rings through the arena, pyro's blowing up on both sides of the stage as Watson raises the belt in the air, then jogs down the entrance ramp leading towards the ring.






Watson high fives fans at ringside, then roles under the ropes and goes to her corner. The ovation continues as Barbara mounts the corner turn buckle acknowledging the fans, then heads to her corner for the start of the match.

DING! DING! DING!

Alan Baxter
Donna Valentine charges towards Watson, trying to get an early attack on the champion, but Watson is ready, sends her to the mat with an arm drag take down. Valentine back up on her feet, eats a drop kick and bails out of the ring.

Lori Hilll
Donna looks perturbed. I don't think that went the way she planned. She's pounding on the ring apron, yelling at the referee to get Watson back.

Alan Baxter
Watson grades Donna by the hair, yanks her back in the ring. Hits one...two...three punches to her head. Whips her to the ropes. Big boot. Valentine again bails out.

Lori Hill
She's looking for a breather, but Barbara is having none of it. Watson rolls out, going after Valentine, Valentine catches her with a knee to the midsection, then whips her to the ring stairs.

CRASH!

Alan Baxter
Yowza! That's gotta hurt. Now she's giving her the boots outside the ring. The referee is making the count, but Valentine pushes Barbara back in on the count of five. She makes the cover. One...Two...No! Barbara gets a shoulder up!

Lori Hill
Donna looks annoyed! She pulls Watson to her feet...Barbara slams a European uppercut to Valentine. She grabs her by the midsection, belly to belly suplex...

YYYEEAAHH!!!

Valentine staggers back to her feet, Watson moves behind her, side Russian leg sweep. Watson makes a cover...one...two...No! Valentine raises a shoulder.

Alan Baxter
Watson now trying to set her up for a figure four leg lock...has in almost locked in, no Valentine rolls her into a small package. Both shoulder on the canvas. The ref drops to mke the count...one...two...two and a half...No! Barbara just barely kicks out.

Lori Hill
Shocked look on Watson's face. Look out! Big boot by the challenger.

Alan Baxter
Valentine again going for the pin. One,two...Watson kicks out!

Lori Hill
Valentine again pummelling Barbara Watson with kicks to the head and neck. She pulls Watson off the mat, belly to belly suplex. She drops an elbow on Watson, goes for another pin, hooking the far side leg as the ref drops to make the count.

1...
2...No! Barbara kicks out!

Alan Baxter
Watson very tough. Donna slams at the mat, pulls Watson to her feet, Irish whips, Watson reverses, oh Barbara Watson catches Donna VAlentine with a knee to the midsection as she bounces back. Monkey flips her to the canvas, Valentine grabbing her back.

Lori Hill
Watson slams her knee into Valentines back, pulling back on her head, Valentine reaches for the ropes. Watson has good size...at close to one hundred and thirty pounds she isn't the biggest, but she's big enough to pose problems for someone like Valentine.

Alan Bates
Donna gets to the ropes, the ref will order a break, Watson obliges. Sucker shot by Donna Valentine, slung back that elbow and nailed Barbara in the face. Watson back peddlig.

Lori Hill
Valentine moving back, measuring Watson...Watson rises to her feet, Valentine charging towards her...Cutter! Barbara Watson hits a diamond cutter on Donna Valentine. She wraps her up, referee drops to make the count.

One...

Two...

Three...

DING! DING! DING!

YYYEEAHHH!!!

Alan Baxter
Barbara Watson defeats Donna Valentine, and the people in Union City could not get a better Christmas gift!

Lori Hill
The referee raises Watson's hand, as Valentine bails out of the ring, holding her neck. The audience is giving her quite a booing session as she walks the walk of shame back to the dressing room. Couldn't happen to a eviler person.

Al Valentine
Ladies and gentlemen, the time of the match 8 minutes and 21 seconds. The winner, and STILL UCW World Champion...Barbara Watson!!!



Valentine staggers to the back, as Barbara Watson celebrates her victory in the center of the ring, holding the UCW World Championship belt high over her head.




The UCW logo flashes on the screen, as CHRISTMAS CHAOS fades to black.

[frisco]

Union City Wrestling Presents

UCW STORM
Friday Jan 6, 2012
Byrne arena
Union City

Eight PM bell time

A tournament will be held to decide the top contender for the UCW World championship.
The first two matches will be held at STORM.

Tournament Match One
Candace Okimura
vs
The Terrorist

The first match features a rematch from CHRISTMAS CHAOS, when the Terrorist returns to avenge her loss at the hands of Candace Okimura. The Persian assassin was none to happy about the concussion she received from the Dragon. She will be looking to exact some revenge on Candace.

Tournament Match Two
Dangerous Donna Valentine
vs
Jennifer Williams

Donna Valentine came up short at CHRISTMAS CHAOS, but is determined to get another crack at Barbara Watson's gold. Jennifer Williams is the first obstacle standing in her way.


Debut match
The British Bombshell Gloria Braddock
vs
The Island Beauty Iman

Gloria Braddock was had a long and distinguished career. She is looking to write a new chapter here in the UCW, and it begins with The Island Beauty Iman.

Debut match 2
Maria Annabelle Williams
vs
Hollywood Crystal Hilton

The Rose Goddess Crystal Hilton is a house hold name, having victories over some of the biggest names in the industry. She has never faced off against Annabella Williams before, but is determined to add her to her list of victims.

Cherrie Hilton
vs
Black Jayde Griffin

Jayde Griffin felt robbed at CHRISTMAS CHAOS. She is anxiously awaiting her chance to gain revenge on the woman who pinned her at the PPV.

"La Onza" Marianna DeLeonne
vs
Stephanie Sanderson

La Onza has beaten everyone she's faced in the UCW. She wants to be part of the Tournament, and if that means going through Stephanie Sanderson than she is fine with it.

[frisco]

Union City Wrestling is now closed.