A/n: E-mail me for info on how to get your character in. So sorry but a one match is not up to par but I had a lot of school work, all the other matches are fine though.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, the list is as follows:
Vampire Raven for Skull and Victoria
Alexander Armington for Alex, Razor and Natasha
Angel 28 for Nikita and any interviews which contains Jeff Hardy (the wwe owns him, not us)
Danielle for Dora, Jake Cade and Johnny Cade
Kaitlin Moser for Madison
Kat Parker for Rhiannon Storme and any interviews that contain Edge and Christian (the wwe owns them, not us)
Lacey for Tracie and Rick
Treyhawk for Red Tornado
Midnight for Shadow
Saturday Night Dominance, November 23, 2002
The show starts with Tori already standing in the ring, about to make an announcement, she has a mike in hand and is obviously ready.
"Tonight, we have four matches lined up for your viewing pleasure. The first will be the women's match between Dora and Nikita for the women's championship, second, the handicap, hardkore title match between Storme and Madison, who are teaming up to take on Red Tornado, if they win, next week there will be a match between the two of them to determine the champ, third, we have the second round of the Dominance tournament which pit's the Cade brothers against one another, while Lighting gets an automatic push to the third round and last and most important, there is the tag title elimination match between the teams of Jake and Johnny Cade, Lighting and Raptor, that pathetic loser Wyld Fire and her equally pathetic manager, Rick and finally the Xtreme Wrestling Domain's world champion, Skull and the magnificent me."
Tori laughs as the crowd starts to chant, "Bitch, bitch, bitch."
"Well, I guess you don't want to hear the rest of my announcement then, which concerns the upcoming pay per view event, that is, unless you shut up." The crowd stops it's chant, interested to hear about the show. "That's better, now, we have the December pay per view coming in just two weeks, on December 7th to be exact, now, because that is on a Saturday night, there will be a special showing of Saturday night Dominance on Friday night, December the 6th, the new title of the December PPV is now Christmas Chaos and I implore you to be ready because anything can happen at Christmas." Tori dropped the mike and left the ring.
"Well." Sarah said. "I for one can't wait for the PPV, it sounds like she has something huge in store for the wrestlers."
"Of course." Jason agreed. "Has she ever done anything to ever make you doubt her brilliance?"
"Well, actually…" Sarah started.
Jason cut her off. "That's right, she hasn't. Anyway, lets go back with Maria who is going to get an interview with Dora about her match next."
The camera cuts to Maria who is standing outside the women's locker room. "Thanks Jason, I'm here to hopefully get an interview with the Women's Champion, Dora Joseph."
She knocks tentatively and opens the door. Dora is seen pulling on her black arm-warmers to finish her ring attire. When she sees Maria, she rolls her eyes then plasters on an obviously fake smile for the camera. "Ah, the adoring public requests an interview?"
"Not exactly," Maria scowls, "but I'm here anyway."
"Of course," Dora smiles condescendingly. She picks up her new title belt and slings it artfully over her shoulder, brushing her long red and black hair out of the way to give the camera a better view of the belt. "Well, first, I would like to say that those other women put up more of a fight than I expected, but - obviously - it was not enough to overcome my sheer strength and ability. I am honoured to represent the XWD as the new Women's champion, and I will defeat any and every challenger who comes up against me."
"Nikita, for example?"
Dora hesitates. "What?"
"You're defending your title against Nikita in a hardkore match tonight," Maria explains to a unresponsive Dora. "You know, the one who eliminated Lighting from the Hardkore match by beating him severely with a sledgehammer?"
Dora snaps her attention back to Maria, angrily. "Oh, Nikita and her sledgehammer. Woo. Did you see me beat Nikita in the Women's title match once already? Did you see blood pouring from my head last week in that hardkore match? Did you see that jealous bitch Wyld Fire bashing a chair repeatedly over my head long after Nikita was eliminated? But look - I'm still here, much to everyone's delight. I'm still here, and I'm still the Women's champion. And Nikita can - and should - bring every trick she has to the ring tonight, otherwise she's going to end up as broken and bloodied as she left Lighting last week."
Dora starts to lead Maria to the door. "Anything else?"
"Yes, actually," Maria pushes her way back in. "What do you have to say about the fact that you didn't actually win the Women's title match?"
"I didn't win?" Dora gives Maria a dirty look and taps her belt. "What do you call this?"
"I mean, in reference to the fact that Skull interfered..."
"Look," Dora starts walking towards Maria, backing her out into the doorway again. "I don't know what you're talking about. It was a long and difficult match. I might not remember it all, but I remember the ref holding up my hand in victory and handing me this belt. If that's not winning, I don't know what is."
"But, Skull -"
"Skull and Victoria were standing ringside waiting to congratulate me? Of course. That's completely understandable. Now get out of my locker room, you're starting to piss me off." With that, she pie-faces Maria out of the locker room and shuts the door behind her.
Maria gives the door a dirty look before bringing the mike back up to her face. "Well, that went really well," She said sarcastically. "What a bitch, she doesn't deserve to be champ, but hey, that's just my professional opinion, after all, I have been working here for quite a while and I do know a thing or two about wrestlers. Anyway, in a couple of minutes, I'm going to try to get the first ever interview with Storme on her upcoming match for the hardkore title."
Storme stood in her locker room, her foot up on the edge of the couch as she laced up her high-heeled combat boots. Her dark brown hair hid her face as she leaned over, inspecting every loop to be sure she laced them up right, her long leather coat dragging on the ground. She swatted at the hand that crept slowly up her calf and knee to her thigh. Edge scoffed and withdrew his hand from her leg, crossing his arms over his chest. She raised and eyebrow and glanced at him. He glared back. Christian laughed from the other end of the couch.
"Dude, you just got burned." Edge glanced sharply at him and Christian looked away. Edge looked back to his first target and slowly reached forward to caress Storme's leg. She glared at him.
"Edge would you please stop it. I'm a little too busy for you to be getting frisky on me." Edge smirked.
"You've never complained before." he stated, his trademark grin on his face.
"You've never been wearing clothes before." she said, winking at him. His grin broadened and he reached out and grabbed her, pulling her on top of him on the couch, kissing her harshly. Christian's eyes widened and he stood up from the couch.
"I so don't want to watch that." he said, backing slowly towards the door. Storme pulled out of this kiss and glanced over at him.
"What's the matter, Christian? Feeling left out?" she asked. He stared at her.
"Maybe just a little bit." She grinned and stood up, crossing the room and pulling him into a kiss just as equally harsh as the one she'd just be engaged in. A catcall from where Edge sat caused them to break apart. She reached down and straightened out her short leather skirt and smoothed out her black fishnet top before starting to drag Christian back over to the couch. She shoved him back onto the couch into a sitting position and then sat down between the two of them, propping her head in Edge's lap and her feet in Christian's. A different hand reached out to caress her fishnet clad thigh but then recoiled slightly as there was a knock on the door.
The three glanced over at the door, eyes flashing angrily. Most people already knew not to bother the three of them before a show, as they tended to have other "things" on their minds. Storme hissed slightly as Edge hoarsely called out...
"Come in." A small woman and a man with a camera walked in. The woman was carrying a microphone. Storme groaned, deciding not to sit up as Christian's hand made it's way back to it's original destination. The woman eyed the three of them, a somewhat frightened expression on her face. The camera man shot the camera on the three of them. They glared at them both and they took a few steps backwards.
"Um...Storme, could we possibly have a w-word with you. It's a-about your m-match." Maria stammered, seemingly terrified. Storme smirked and sat up. She got to her feet and stepped towards the girl, Edge and Christian following. Storme moved towards her until she was about an inch or so away from Maria's face. Maria cringed slightly as the cold breath caressed her cheek. Edge and Christian, in an attempt to frighten the girl even more, just for their own sickening amusement, started circling the two of them, letting their fingers drag across the two females necks and backs. Maria did her best to keep her composure and not stammer.
"Storme I was just wondering how confident you are about winning this match. You proved last week that you and Madison make a fairly decent team and this is a handicap match. What are your thoughts." She held the microphone out to Storme, trying to keep her hand steady. Storme stared her straight in the eyes and Maria tried to stare back but failed and blinked first. Storme smirked again. Edge stepped forward, his fingers trailing up and down Maria's arms, sending chills of fear down her spine. He grinned triumphantly when she shuddered.
"I don't like cameras. And I thought I already told you not to bother us. About my match, of course I'm confident. And as you can clearly see, my "team" as you called it is standing before you." Storme growled as Edge continued to stroke Maria's arm. Christian stepped up to do his part. He got extremely close to the side of her face, examining her neck closely, almost nuzzling it. She winced as she felt his cold breath against her neck and shrugged away from the three of them. She backed away from them. The two of them moved to Storme's sides, both doing the same to her but not getting a reaction, which frightened Maria to the point of her scurrying out the door, the camera man following suit, closing the door behind himself. Storme grinned.
"That was almost too easy."
"Well, that was, um, something." Sarah commented, as the camera went back to the ring.
"Nikita is already in the ring, waiting on Dora." Jason said.
AFI, Total Immortal, comes on and Dora makes her way out.
"There seems to be a little bad blood running between Maria and Dora and now it seems Storme also." Sarah commented.
"So what?" Jason asked. "She's just an interviewer, that's the easiest job there is, she could be easily replaced if anything happened to her."
"Well if anything, I wouldn't want to be the one to deal with Tori afterward as we both know that she's very good friends with Maria." Sarah stated.
"Oh, shut up, the match is starting." Jason said.
Dora steps into the ring with her belt in hand, ready to hit Nikita with it, but Nikita ducks and drop kicks her from behind, Dora lands head first on her belt, Nikita tries to go for a fast win by pinning her but only gets a 2 count. Nikita drags Dora up by the hair and whips her into the corner, she then props her up on the top rope and stands in front, preparing to do a move, when Dora flips over her from the top and rolls her up for also a 2 count. Dora decides to start to hardkore it when she leaves the ring to get a weapon from underneath, she reaches in and pulls out a trashcan, Nikita has recovered by this time and goes behind her and turns her around to punch her when Dora hits her over the head with the trash can, not once but twice, she pins for a 2 count. Dora gets to her feet but Nikita swings out her leg to trip her and Dora drops to the ground, Nikita gets on top of her and starts pounding on her face, it seems that Nikita was wearing a ring when she came to the ring and is punching Dora with it and opening up a wound in her forehead which begins to bleed, Dora catches her fist and rolls out from underneath her and pins her arm behind her back, Nikita flips out of it and flips Dora to the ground. Nikita stumbles up the ramp way, trying to catch her breath a little. Dora grabs the garbage can and follows her up the ramp to the top, where she is about to hit her with it when Nikita ducks and hits her in the gut making her double over and hold her stomach. Nikita does a leg drop to her back, making her go to the ground, she picks up the garbage can and tries to slam it down on Dora but she catches it and pushes it back into her face, Dora then flips to her feet and puts the garbage can over Nikita's head and dropkicks her, she falls and rolls down the ramp way before hitting the ring. Dora follows and pins her, Nikita is to dizzy to kick out and Dora retains her title, bloody but victorious.
Maria is in front of the male wrestlers' locker room. Red Tornado comes out of the locker room with the Hardkore Belt over his left shoulder. His long red hair is back in a ponytail, and he wears a black t-shirt with "XWD" stencilled in large red letters.
"Red Tornado, how does it feel to be the new XWD Hardkore champion?" Maria asks him.
Red Tornado flashes a big smile. He starts the interview in a loud, brash tone. "Let me tell you, Maria. Only one word truly describes an XWD Hardkore match: Chaos. Pure and simple chaos. One minute, you're laying down a vicious elbow drop on your opponent; the next minute, you're dodging a sledgehammer aimed at your kneecaps. One moment, you're being suplexed off a 12 foot ladder; the next moment, you're piledriving your opponent through a table. Chaos. And you know something, Maria?" Another big grin; his voice goes from brash to excited. "I love it! It's an honour being the first Hardkore champion of the new XWD, and it will be an honour to defend this belt against all challengers." Back to loud brash tone. "So bring your garbage cans, your sledgehammers, your folding chairs, your ladders, your tables, your frying pans, your oil drums - Hell, even bring the kitchen sink - but just know this." Pause. Quieter voice, but just as brash. "I plan on wearing this belt for a long time."
" So how about tonight's handicap Hardkore match with Rhiannon Storm and Madison?" Maria asks.
Red Tornado goes into thoughtful mode, stroking his chin with his left hand. Curiosity replaces his brashness when he speaks. "Anytime you're in a handicap match, you've got trouble. But when you opponents are Storm and Madison, you've got double trouble. When those two ladies get angry, get set for a world of hurting." Pause. "But they have some bad blood between them. Flash back to last week's Hardkore match. Once the bell range to start the match, they immediately tore into each other. Hell, they even clotheslined each other out of the match. So they don't like each other much." Pause. Red Tornado seems lost in thought. "Yeah, they don't like each other much." Pause. An evil grin crosses his face. "Well, let's see if I can make them hate each other even more …"
Red Tornado walks away.
"Well," Maria says. "Looks like he has a plan, anyway why don't we go" She trails off when she sees a bloody Dora walking past. Dora is walking down the halls with a purpose. She sees Tori's door and knocks forcefully.
Tori comes out, "What are you doing? I have work to do."
"Did you hear what the twerp Wyld Fire and her scrawnly manager said about me?"
"Yes and I must say, that wasn't very nice of her." Tori replied. "But I really do have a lot of work to do, you know, with my match and all and I really don't have time to deal with your problems."
"Don't worry," Dora crosses her arms over her chest. "Everyone's already crediting you for helping me. I need no more help from you. What I need from you is a match. A straight up, technical, old school, one pinfall *match*. With Wyld Fire. To prove that it wasn't a fluke or intervention that made me who I am today," she says, tapping the title belt slung over her shoulder.
"How dare you demand something of me, after all, she would be the champ right now, if it wasn't for me and Skull." Tori replied. "You want a match with her, fine, I'll give you a match, a straight up, one pinfall match."
Dora's jaw drops and she gives Tori a dirty look. "You honestly think that's the only reason I won? Fine. Then in my match, I won't only prove to Wyld Fire and Rick, but *you* that I can beat that twit any day of the week."
Dora crosses her arms of her chest and leaves.
"But your match will happen in a steel cell." Tori calls after her. "And not next week, but at Christmas Chaos, so good luck."
Tori goes back inside her office.
"That's going to be one great match, I can feel it." Sarah said. "And the first known one for Christmas Chaos."
"Just wait till we find out the guys matches, then it'll be even better." Jason commented.
"I've had just about enough with you." Sarah stated. "And your lucky that I have a job to do or I would personally kick your ass right here and now."
"And do you really think your capable of that?" Jason asked. "After all, I am a man and you are only a woman."
"You disgrace all the male population by calling yourself a man, Jason, you are nothing more then a chauvinistic pig, that only likes to watch beautiful women wrestle." Sarah said.
"Well then, no wonder I don't ever want to see you in a ring." Jason retorted. "So why don't you just calm down and concentrate on the action, like you even know what that is, because while you were mindlessly babbling on, Madison had come to the ring and took a mike."
"You mean, your actually going to let the women talk?" Sarah asked sarcastically.
"Of course, she probably wants to forfeit right now, knowing that even with a partner she would be incapable of beating a man." Jason replied. "Now shut up and let her do it."
"Hey Red Tornado you think you're all bad, well this is a hardkore title match and I was born, raised and trained to be hardkore. So you try and stand in the same ring as me. You don't even belong in the same league as me. Me and Storme are gonna get in that ring with you and kick your ass" Madison said.
Storme and Red Tornado come to the ring to start the match. Storme brought a steel chair with her and immediately goes after Red Tornado's head but he ducks that blow but unfortunately moves into a punch from Madison, he swoons a little before getting hit with the chair and falling over. Madison pins him but Storme pulls her off and pins him, Madison then pulls her off and pins him, Storme pulls her off and the two get to their feet and start to argue, giving Red Tornado the time to recover. He swings out his leg and trips the 2 of them then flips to his feet and leg drops Madison then drags her up by her hair and sets her up for a power bomb, Storme gets to her feet and watches as he power bombs Madison, then picks up her chair and swings it for his head, but he ducks and gives her a belly to back suplex. He starts to lift Storme up to do his finisher, the Tornado Slam, but Madison woke up and stopped him by giving him a forearm smash to the head, she then took Storme and threw her outside the ring, she turned around to face Red Tornado again but all she saw was the mat as he jumped off the top turnbuckle and swinging DDTed her. He pinned her but Storme broke it up and hit Red Tornado over the head with a frying pan, she then hit Madison in the gut with it and she pinned Red Tornado but only got a two count, she got off him and looked at the knocked out Madison and pinned her, the confused referee counted the fall for the 3 count but then Red Tornado rolled Storme up from behind and got the 3 count. Red Tornado grabbed the belt and high tailed it for safer ground. Storme got up and looked around, confused, she thought she had won the match.
"What a controversial ending to that one." Sarah commented. "You should almost think that Storme should be the champ now, after all, she got the pinfall."
"Oh well." Jason said. "Now maybe she'll stick to the women's title matches."
The camera comes up to show Jake Cade stretching his legs out behind his twin brother who is pacing. Jake looks up, slightly bothered by Johnny's pacing. "Stop it."
Johnny stops, looks to Jake, then starts again. Jake sighs exaggeratedly and stands up. "Look, man, you're making me dizzy."
Johnny throws his hands up in exasperation. "Red Tornado!"
Jake rolls his eyes and starts stretching his shoulders. "Are you still on that?"
"Absolutely! I beat him - 1, 2, 3 - fair and square in the middle of the ring, but he's the Hardkore champ?"
"You beat him in the #1 contender tournament, not the Hardkore match. He eliminated us from that one remember?"
"But a one-on-one match... I could be the Hardkore champ. I can beat him."
"Forget about it, man," Jake advises. "You've already got two matches to worry about tonight. One with me... and one against me. If you get past me... wouldn't you rather hold the Dominance Title than the Hardkore title anyway?"
Now Johnny rolls his eyes and stops pacing, finally turning to his brother with a smirk. "You still think you can beat me?"
Jake grins arrogantly. "Hey, I'm speaking from experience. More than you can say."
Johnny laughs. "Forget it. Let's just get out there and get those tag titles. Y'know, show everyone what the Cade brothers can do when they're bored and extremely dangerous."
"No worries," Jake smirks. "Half the teams out there aren't even real tag teams. Those belts are as good as ours."
"Yeah, and no sweat about our match. We'll just go out and show everyone how two boys from SoCal can tear the roof off the arena." Johnny grins and holds his fist out to Jake. Jake grins and meets Johnny's fist as the camera cuts away.
Maria is standing outside Tori's office. "Well, here I am, hoping to get a few words from Victoria Chase and Skull on their upcoming match for the tag titles." She knocks on the door and Tori and Skull come out.
"What is it?" Tori asked.
"Well, I was just wondering what your thoughts were on the match tonight, your first match ever I believe." Maria said.
"Yeah, it is my first match, but so what? Wrestling is in my blood and I know everything about this business inside out." Tori replied.
"But do you have the proper training?" Maria asked.
"No, I don't have the proper training but that's not to say that I have no training, I used to train all the time, before I got to busy, so I still probably have more of a chance then that stupid manager, which brings me to another point. You know, maybe my first attempt at fooling them didn't work when I acted nice and with all that emotional shit." She shuddered at the word emotional. "That's just not me and I could tell that she might be a problem from the start, especially when she started harassing my husband, so I tried to fool her into possibly trusting me before I take her down permanently, because the fact of the matter is that you just don't cross the boss, because if you cross the boss, your either gonna get fired or get the ass kicking of your life."
"Do you have anything to add to that, Skull?" Maria said to Skull.
"Yeah, maybe just a little. I'm bored, I'm not going to be defending my title until the night before Christmas Chaos when I take on the winner of the Dominance tournament, then the night after when I'm in the main event. So I have to amuse myself with stupid little matches like this in which I have absolutely no interest in, but I can tell you right now, that Rick and Tracie are not going to be a problem at all." Skull ended with a devious smile. "You can be sure of that."
Tracy "Wyld Fire" Sands and Rick Varick are found in their locker room. Rick is giving whatever is playing on a small television in front of him his full attention. He is sitting on the edge of a steel chair trying to pick apart each piece of whatever he is watching. The cameraman walks over to where he can see from behind Rick and reveals that he is watching a tape of the Women's title match and the Hardkore title match.
Meanwhile, Tracy is stretched out on a comfy looking black couch. She is either sleeping or just resting with her eyes closed, but either way she looks tired. It is obvious she has changed out of her wrestling gear into a pair of black track pants and a tight, grey T-shirt. Black Otomix work-out shoes cover her feet which are hanging off the side of the couch.
"You know," Rick says, and the camera immediately refocuses on him, "that Tori lady really is quite full of herself. She thinks she can beat me, which is really a sad thing because I will bet almost anything I have that she can't, but she also thinks she can beat Tracy. I suppose she wasn't watching either of the matches from Dominance, where Tracy more than proved herself in the ring. As a matter of fact, if it hadn't been for that loser Skull, or whoever they heck he is... Mark? Any ways, there is a 100% chance she would be the Women's champion right now if it wasn't for him. What an oaf... he has to interfere in a women's match! That's about the most convincing thing in the world to prove that he's nothing more than an over-sized kindergarten bully. But we'll get him back... he'll see..."
Rick chuckles, "anyone who believes that idiot Dora would ever have beaten Tracy in a fair match-up would have to be out of their mind. There is no athlete in this place that can compare themselves to Tracy, not even the Red Tornado guy who beat her for the Hardkore title. I'm positive she could have beaten him, too, had it not been for wrestling in the women's match earlier on in the night. Tornado got VERY lucky... he had better hope that luck stays with him for the rest of his stay in the XWD or else he's not going to be a very happy person when Tracy finally dominates this place. Tori, or Victoria, or whoever she is MIGHT be the owner, but that has nothing to do with her wrestling ability. Heck, the only reason she runs the company is because her parents died. What a way to get control of something: your parents die. Just because she inherited it doesn't mean she's a very good owner, either, or maybe she would realize more things about this federation than she does now."
"And now, Victoria and Mark, the happy couple from Hell, are in the tag team tournament. Lets see how they try to manipulate this so they can win. I've known more than my fair share of owners who like to win titles by cheating just so they can act high and mighty. They don't compare in any way to Tracy and I as athletes, so they'll just be wishing they had never accepted that challenge," Rick adds.
Suddenly, Tracy opens her eyes and sits straight up. Rick glances over at her and nods his head at the camera, indicating she might want to say something. She rolls her shoulders and stretches a bit before speaking.
"You know, I heard what Rick had to say," Tracy begins, "and, quite frankly, I couldn't agree more. It's very sad when a guy who considers himself a big powerhouse like that Mark guy does has to interfere in a women's match, much less one where he has already talked about how he isn't afraid of one of the contenders. He'd probably just be jealous if I won the women's title, any ways... I'm sure that title might be the only one he could ever win WITHOUT cheating, though I'd say that Dora loser could give have beaten him quite easily, too."
"That excuse Victoria almost used to get out of wrestling in the tag team tournament was pretty interesting... 'I own this company, I don't wrestle'," Rick says, to which Tracy nods. "Almost like she's afraid of what might happen."
"Something tells me she's nothing more than one of those dreaming girls. The ones who have fully convinced themselves they're so good that they don't need to get into the ring to prove it. Well now she's going to get off her corporate butt and have to try to hang in there with people who actually had to WORK their way into this business, something I'm sure she knows absolutely nothing about. Heck, if I had parents who were popular in wrestling or who owned a company, I'm sure I would have had an easier time getting here, too," Tracy responds. "But, you know, we can't really be mad at her for inheriting the company. But just because she did and now she thinks she's so great... that's where she went wrong. And the same goes for that loser husband of hers... too bad her parents never got the chance to fire him like he should have been. What a disgrace to wrestling."
"I'm sure he wouldn't last anywhere outside of the XWD... the only reason he's still around is because he married the new owner. Woo-hoo... what a wonderful guy. He knew he was a loser who should be fired, so he somehow convinced the owner's daughter to marry him! That's almost a great strategy if I wasn't already convinced he's an idiot," Rick replies. "I mean, this guy is messing with us. He can't be too smart if he has decided to do that..."
"I agree with that," Tracy says. "Obviously, he's someone who doesn't have any idea about what's going to happen to him should we ever meet in a ring. Sure, he's a good bit bigger than I am, but I've trained for a long time. Too long for a meathead like him to scare me. I've been more scared of little kids throwing tantrums than someone like him who has to use his wife's power to have me called into a meeting with her then have me booked into a match where my manager is my partner. No offence, Rick, but you're not the world's great wrestler..."
"But that's where they're STILL screwed because I've got YOU to teach me! I'm sure you know more than enough moves to teach me so I could hold my own in the ring," Rick suggest.
"That's very true... so they're still in some major trouble," Tracy says. "Though I'm sure next thing we hear, Victoria will consider herself the greatest wrestler alive... Lord knows her husband thinks he is, why not her, too? I think they live in a dream world... one where whatever they say is true."
"Well that dream world is about to become a nightmare now that we've got our sights set on them. They may have screwed you over in the women's match, which ultimately contributed to you losing to that one guy in the Hardkore match, but that will be the last of that," Rick confirms for her. "From now on, I'm definitely going to be paying double attention and, with your help, working on my in-ring skills. They think that they've got everything in hand, but we're going to show them just how very, very wrong they are."
Tracy pauses for a moment, considering what to say next, then speaks, "you know, I almost feel sorry for Victoria. Might I add, 'almost' is the key word in that sentence. She seems like she MIGHT be a nice lady, but then she tries to go all 'I'm a bitch, fear me' to make people think she's tough. It was slightly amusing, but now it's just extremely sad. People like her almost don't deserve to be put on television because they give the real tough girls a bad reputation. People start to think we're all weaklings who buy into the 'girl power' hype that was created by that cruddy Spice Girl group. Makes you wish no one had ever came up with any sort of girl motivation stuff so the ladies who are really tough could make it on their own without a bunch of weak girls trying to get in our way and causing people to take us less seriously."
"Just ignore that stuff," Rick recommends. "These people don't know much about anything, let alone a girl taking control of something physically, so just let it slide. We'll take care of them, don't you worry..."
Tracy nods in agreement as Rick reaches over and turns off the television he had been watching. He motions for the camera person to leave because neither he nor Tracy has anything left to say. The camera person does as he says as the camera fades to black.
The dominance title match is about to start, both the opponents have been fighting for several minutes while everything had been going on backstage. Jake had Johnny down and was pummelling him until Johnny flipped him off and they both got to their feet, they tried to do a few moves that they would usually do before realising that they had no chance that way as they knew each others moves to well, so they started doing weird moves, Jake finally landed a piledriver for the pin and the win and he would go on in the tournament.
The camera flashes to out back in a parking lot where an ambulance waited to take away an injured Rick Varick. Tracie had only left his side for a few minutes before coming back and finding him in a bloody heap in the locker room, she knew it was Skull who did it, because he was so proud of his underhanded trick that he actually left a note, confessing it.
Maria was inside Tori's office where the she and Skull were having a great laugh over what they had.
"You requested this interview, so what do you have to say?" Maria asked.
"Nothing really." Tori said, between laughter. "Except that I wish good luck to Tracie in the tag match in which she now has no partner."
The camera clicks back to ringside as the lights turn off, they come back on a few moments later to reveal a figure in the middle of the ring. He had long white hair down to his waist tied back in a ponytail and eerie black eyes. He was short, barely over five feet tall with average muscle for a wrestler. He was wearing black jeans, army boots and a black tank top, revealing a tattoo of the ankh for life with a knife through the hole in it. He had mike in hand and he raised it to his lips. "I don't think so." He said in a sing song voice. "That's not going to happen." He continued in his regular voice. "I won't let you do to this young girl what you tried to do to me."
Skull walked out on the top of the ramp with mike in hand. "What are you doing here? Your supposed to leave me alone, your supposed to injured, your supposed to never come back." He yelled at him.
"What am I doing here?" The man repeated in a calm voice. "Well, I think it would be called ruining your plans."
"That's not what I mean and you damn well know it, kid." Skull said to him.
"Well, when you and your wife were firing the wrestlers, you forgot all about me, which frankly, wouldn't be the first time." The man continued. "While I was lying in that hospital bed, which for the record, you put me in, you seemed to have forgotten all about me and my guaranteed contract."
Skull looked at him with a puzzled expression. "What are you talking about?"
"Oh, that's right, I keep forgetting, you weren't part of the XWD bosses family at the time." He went on. "I'll fill you in, while you were wrestling nobodies and getting nowhere in this company and I was wrestling main eventers down in Backyard Wrestling Federation, so Mr. Henry Fox, the late owner of this company decided that he needed some winners on his team, so he signed me to a guaranteed contract in which the clauses clearly state that if anything were to happen to him or his wife, or to the XWD, I would still get paid and I would still be employed." He finished. "Now, down there, I wrestled under a different name, but here, my name is Shadow and just Shadow. And you know something, for all the fans out there who don't know, I'll tell you why I was never seen in the XWD before this and that's because as soon as the no talent bum over there found out I was coming here, he beat the living day lights out of me. So I've been training for the last couple of months and keeping close tabs on the XWD until I thought was the right time to make my self known, so here I am and no matter what that Wyld Fire says and whether she thinks she needs a partner or not, she just got herself one in the form of me." Shadow concluded. "And I'm already down here, so why not bring the rest down and get this show on the road."
The rest of the tag teams come down. The Cade brothers and Lighting and Raptor start things off, they fight for awhile before the Cade brothers eliminate the other two from the match. Skull gets in next and uses raw power to take Jake down, Johnny gets in and attacks him from behind but Tori grabs Skulls belt and enters the ring to hit both the Cade brothers over the head with it, the referee tries to disqualify them but Tori uses her position as boss to 'persuade' him not too. The Cade brothers get eliminated. Wyld Fire gets in while Skull is still the legal man, she climbed to the top turnbuckle and did a flying head scissors to him to bring him down. She then started to pummel him. Tori came into the ring and hauled Wyld Fire off and threw her to the ground, Wyld Fire got back up and punched Tori in the face, she responded by punching her back. Skull got back to his feet and grabbed Wyld Fire from behind to do a suplex when Shadow climbed the turnbuckle and did a swinging DDT to him to make him let her go and to bring Skull down. Wyld Fire then started back on Tori, exchanging blows until Shadow grabbed Tori from behind and held her for Wyld Fire who took the opportunity to get some revenge by splitting open her forehead and making blood gush. Skull got back up and grabbed Wyld Fire from behind and looked at Shadow.
"Let her go and I'll let her go." Skull said.
"Not a chance." Shadow responded.
Wyld Fire lifted her foot behind herself and kicked Skull in the balls, he let go of her and doubled over, She grabbed his head and did the twist of fate. Meanwhile Shadow had thrown the bloody Tori to the ground and had her in the figure four leg lock and she was screaming in pain, and tapping out, but the referee was only paying attention to the legal people, Skull and Wyld Fire. Shadow let go of Tori and pushed her out of the ring, while she clutched her leg. Shadow walked over to Skull and picked him up and did darkness to him, his finisher, it starts with your opponents head between your legs and arms hooked around their back and then you bring them up and slam them on their head, usually in a pin, but he didn't pin him. He dragged him back to his feet so Wyld Fire could do her finisher, Crash and Burn, a fisherman's suplex. She then pinned him and won the match. Wyld Fire and Shadow are now the new tag team champions.
Shadow took his belt and looked down on Skull. "So tell me," He said to the motionless form. "How does it feel to be beaten down by your little brother?"