Cheap Shot

It took one cheap shot for the cheers to turn to boos. One cheap shot to make her a force to be reckoned with. One cheap shot to turn her life around.

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Professional wrestling wasn't fake, it was scripted, the winner and loser were decided beforehand barring any screw-jobs. Most of the moves did carry risks but they were often done in such a fashion to minimize them, some federations even banned most of the moves that resulted in one person dropping an opponent on her head to all but the veterans who could do it without shortening a career. It was more about the entertainment side than the sports, especially towards the end where even celebrities donned ring gear. Before one of the major organizations collapsed they even had an actor win their world title. If that wasn't a bad idea then Rebecca Welsh didn't know what was. Wrestlers are supposed to billed to be unstobbable bad-asses (or at least some of them are) so losing to a guy who has practically zero muscle in comparison was just plain stupid.

Still it stood to reason that if a federation could use celebrities to promote themselves surely she could use a promotion to get some notice for her own rock band. The fact there was a cash prize at the end of it only sweetened the deal. She could not sign up for that tournament fast enough.

However no-one told her that there had been a few changes in the way things were handled since then, that or no-one told this Texan that wrestling was supposed to be scripted.

"Had enough darlin'? Or you got something left?"

Spitting out a portion of blood Rebbeca struggled to her feet. This wasn't fair, she told them this would be her first actual match, she didn't expect to be thrown to the wolves like this. Dixie Clements was a wrestling veteran by comparison, even managed to beat that Japanese wrestler in her opening match in this tourney. How was she supposed to compete with that?

In one last ditch attempt Rebecca charged towards Dixie, trying for a shoulder block take down, however the Texan casually side stepped her allowing her to go flying into what should have been the ring corner…

…if the referee hadn't got in the way.

"Shit." She cursed, it was just another thing to go wrong, her offense in this match totalled to about a few punches just so she could get back to her feet one time, and a sweep of the legs when Dixie had her back turned. Other than that the cowgirl had been in complete control and things weren't looking as if they would change.

"Hey Ref, you okay?" Dixie asked, checking the official as Rebecca rolled out of the way, looking to take advantage of this opportunity, then she saw her one last chance out of the corner of her eye.

"Hey blondie." She shouted dispite the pain in her throat.

"What?" Dixie asked, turning back to face her opponent who was now in mid-swing using her guitar as a weapon. The instrument broke over the Texan wrestlers head cleanly in two, knocking her out cold with a sickening "KRANNGGG" that echoed throughout the arena. Seizing the opportunity she pulled Dixie to the centre of the ring, quickly removed all the pieces from her broken guitar and covered Dixie all just in time for the referee to come to as if it was all planned out.

"1

2

3!" If there were colour commentators you could have probably heard one of them shout "Not this way! Not this way!" before this point.

"Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner by way of a pinfall, Rebecca Welsh!" The announcer stated as the referee held her hand in victory to a chorus of boos.

Think of the money, think of why you're here in the first place. She told herself, trying to shut out the pain, her body parts collecting their individual debts from the one-sided battle, EMTs checking on Dixie, while she just limped back to the locker room to pass out.

When she woke up, she was no longer just Rebecca Welsh.

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My first attempt at breathing life into a dead fandom, don't ask me why but this idea's been stuck in my head for a while and had to get out somehow. Review if you liked it, hated it, got some criticisms, or you want me to continue it.