Chapter 80 (Match)

The Xtrema Arena was packed. This is meant to be the last show before Xtrema Against the World, so everyone came on by to check it all out. All the seats were packed up just thirty minutes before the announcer began the show.

"Welcome to another night of Xtrema! We've got a real good one tonight! First, we're going to go through the first round of the heel side of the Yin-Yang Tournament! You can already call that it's going to get nasty real early! Next, we will have a seven-woman battle royal for the Xtrema TV Championship! After that, we have Sayuri Rogue stepping into the ring! And lastly, we will have the epic championship match between Queen Bee and Clementine Cirrus! The sooner we start, the sooner we can see these amazing matches happen!"

*Willow Powell vs Mercy*

The first to arrive was Willow Powell. She had on her sunglasses per usual, but instead of her boa, she wore a pink, fur coat as big as Cruella De Vil's. Once she strutted into the ring, she removed them and set them at ringside. She gave a threat toward the ringside staff in French before resting in the corner.

Up next was Mercy. The German army girl marched down the ramp with a military jacket on that matched her pants and army hat. She went into the ring and removed her hat and jacket revealing her black tanktop. She shot daggers at Willow as she stood up straight at her corner.

"Our first match of the first heel round of the Yin-Yang Tournament will begin with the Apocalypse Ring movie star, Willow Powell, going against the army chick herself, Mercy! These two already don't like each other, so I wouldn't let my eyes off for a second!"

DING-DING!

Mercy started off with a fast tackle. Willow managed to step out of the way just in time and counter from behind with a sleeper hold. Mercy managed to slip out by grabbing Willow's arm and twisted it behind her back. She shot her knee up to Willow's arm to add more pressure. She then lifted Willow up and dropped her over her knee in an atomic drop.

"AAHH!" Willow shouted jumping off of Mercy's knee. "Zat was a low blow!"

"Of course. It's the atomic drop." Mercy said like it was obvious. She cracked her knuckles before swinging her elbow at Willow.

The actress ducked and tripped Mercy over by pulling on her ankles. She then sat on her back and held her in a single-leg Boston crab hold. She pulled hard making Mercy grit her teeth.

"Mercy, you give up?" the referee asked.

"NO!" Mercy shouted.

Willow clenched her teeth starting to get upset. She leaned over to grab Mercy's other leg, but the army girl caught her by surprise by kicking it over and wrapping both her feet around her neck. She threw her off her back and returned to her feet. She didn't give Willow the chance to get up and put her in a chickenwing armbar. Willow yelled out.

"Willow, do you give up?" the referee asked.

"NO!"

Mercy released the hold only to carry Willow and stretch her over her shoulders in a torture rack. Mercy held on tightly bending Willow further and further every second.

"This is your star?" Mercy taunted to the crowd. "She seems pathetic to me!"

Willow gritted her teeth not out of pain, but of anger. She reached her hand over to Mercy's face and scratched at her eyes. Mercy yelled out so much, she released Willow.

"SHE RAKED MY EYES!" Mercy protested to the referee. "THAT FRENCH COW FOULED!"

"I didn't see it!" the referee argued.

Willow took advantage of Mercy's back turned by hitting her head with a double ax handle from behind. Mercy dropped on one knee. Willow hit her again sending her to the ground. She then pulled Mercy up to her feet and set her up. She struck her hard with the Action Shot bringing her down hard. She covered her for the pin.

1… 2…

Mercy kicked out. Willow was getting frustrated so she grabbed onto Mercy's legs. She spun around to apply a sharpshooter, but before she could finish, Mercy thrusted her legs and sent her running to the ropes. Mercy quickly returned to her feet and waited for Willow to run back. When she did, Mercy slipped behind her and threw her back in a German suplex. She stayed there for the pinfall.

1… 2…

Willow kicked out, although her head was seriously hurting. Mercy took advantage of that by grabbing Willow by her arm that she's been working on the whole match and pull on it while wrapping her legs around Willow's head. Her signature triangle choke spelled the end for Willow Powell. The star tried to get to the ropes, but Mercy stayed in place pulling and squeezing even harder.

"Do you give up, Powell?" the referee asked.

Willow couldn't say anything. She was to choked to even gasp. She tried to punch her way to an escape, but it was no use. Mercy was determined to win. Instead, she signaled her submission by tapping on Mercy's thigh.

DING-DING!

"It's over, ladies and gentlemen! Mercy used her military training to advance over to the second round!"

Mercy was about to leave, but she turned her head toward Willow who was on her hands and knees. Mercy approached Willow and gripped her by her hair and pressed her face to the mat.

"Remember this the next time you think you have a chance against me." Mercy said threateningly. "You may play a wrestling star on TV, but that's nothing compared to a real combatant." She spit at Willow's face and left the ring.

*Diana Diaz vs Eris*

After Willow left the ring and muttered angrily in French, the next match was ready to begin. The first to the stage was Diana Diaz. She was accompanied by Poison who followed her to the ring. After that, Eris made her entrance. She was accompanied and followed by Platinum Mask. After Eris playfully got into the ring, she gave her purple helmet and purple cape to Platinum Mask, who stood at ringside the same as Poison was.

"This next match we've got is a big one! In one corner is the biggest, nastiest powerhouse in Xtrema and she's accompanied by Poison! You know her, you hate her, Diana Diaz! And her opponent, the undefeated Goddess of Chaos, accompanied by Platinum Mask, Eris! Will Diaz be able to break Eris' streak tonight and move onto the second round or will she be the biggest win on Eris' record! Either way, this will be very interesting!"

DING-DING!

Diaz cracked her knuckles heading toward the center of the ring to meet up with Eris. She gave a sadistic smirk while Eris just gave a small smile.

"I always knew I'd be the one to ruin your win record." Diaz said. "So when I do this, I'm going to make it spectacular. What do you say to that?"

"Just one word really." Eris said. She suddenly dropped onto her back and showed a sleeping pose. "Snore!"

Diaz growled. She didn't appreciate not being taken serious. She raised her foot up and stomped down. Unfortunately, Eris rolled away getting up behind Diaz. She snickered as she then slapped Diaz's butt making the giantess gasp out.

"What was that?!"

"What? I just wanted to see if there were muscles there too."

Diaz was getting red in her cheeks just like all the red she was currently seeing. She swung her elbow back, but Eris swerved around it and countered with a slap to Diaz's stomach. Unfortunately, Eris regretted it feeling the sting throughout her hand.

"Damn, those abs are firm. You can grind meat on them."

Diaz's only response was wrapping both of her hands around Eris' throat. She lifted her up hearing her coughing.

"You think you're really funny?" Diaz asked. "Well, how's THIS for funny!"

She slammed Eris to the mat with great force. Eris grunted upon impact. Diaz then proceeded to finish what she tried to do before. She stomped hard at Eris' stomach making her gasp out. Diaz held Eris up into a sitting position before swinging her knee right at her face. She then pressed her knee down on Eris' shoulders keeping her there for the pin.

1… 2…

Eris managed to kick out. Diaz grabbed the sides of her head and held her up to her feet. She kept her up while she freed one hand and used it to punch Eris a lot in the stomach. After the fifth punch, Diaz brought Eris close to her face.

"Not so cute now, are you?" Diaz asked.

Eris groaned for a second. Then, she reached out her tongue and scraped it up Diaz's face. The giantess yelled out letting go of Eris to wipe the saliva off of her face.

"YOU JUST LICKED ME!" Diaz shouted angrily.

"So what if I did?" Eris asked. "What are you gonna do about it? Come at me!"

Eris immediately turned around and ran outside of the ring. Diaz gave pursuit. Of course, as soon as she reached the ground, Eris grabbed the bottom of the apron and held it out to catch her foot. She then pulled it sending Diana Diaz onto her back. After that, Eris jumped up and landed both of her feet on top of Diaz's stomach.

"You know, maybe it was a bad idea to lick you after all." Eris said. "I still have the bitter taste on my mouth."

Eris jumped off and skipped down the ringside floor. Diaz growled her angriest and returned to her feet. She chased Eris around the ring until they ran into Platinum Mask. The masked woman stood tall with her arms crossed between Eris and Diaz.

"Out of my way, platinum bitch!" Diaz warned. "That bimbo is mine!"

Platinum Mask looked back at Eris who gave her a threatening look. She then sighed turning back to Diaz. "If you want my goddess, you'll have to go through me."

"Fine by…"

Eris interrupted Diaz with her surprise attack. She gripped Platinum Mask's shoulders and tossed herself over her head kicking Diaz in the face and sending her down. With her opponent down, Eris returned to the ring hearing the rest of the referee's count.

9… 10!

DING-DING!

Diaz widened her eyes getting up and gawking at Eris who had her hand raised up by the referee.

"What an amazing twist! Eris kept Diana Diaz out of the ring just long enough to win by count-out! Though it's not a traditional win, Eris still advances to the second round! Though, I can tell that Diaz isn't happy about that!"

She was right. Diana Diaz growled in anger and went into the ring with payback in mind. Then again, at the same time, Eris flipped over the top ropes and landed right into Platinum Mask's arms.

"Good job playing distraction." Eris said patting Platinum Mask on her cheek. Platinum sighed in frustration as she carried Eris backstage.

Meanwhile, Diaz left the ring to confront Poison. "What was that?! Why didn't you stop her?!"

Poison shrugged uncaringly. "I thought you had it under control."

"Don't patronize me!" Diaz shouted. "None of my matches were ever supposed to be that short unless I win! Why didn't you have my back? We're supposed to be a team!"

Poison widened her eyes and dropped her jaw in disbelief. "Now, you want to be a team?"

Diaz scoffed. "Whatever." She walked off leaving Poison to be greatly upset over their interaction.

*N-Bomb vs Electra Sinders*

The third match was all set to begin. First up, N-Bomb made her appearance. She each stomp she took on the way to the ring made everybody in the front row shake. She entered the ring with an overly confident smirk growing on her face.

The next to arrive was Electra Sinders, the rock star from Hellfire Fist. The song that played was one of her own songs, Burn the World Down. She went into the ring and played air guitar to the end of the song. With one last pretend strum, a wall of fire burst on the stage. She went into her corner exchanging glares at N-Bomb.

"Our third match of the Yin-Yang Tournament round! First up is our biggest, heaviest, most immovable woman in Xtrema: N-Bomb! And her opponent, the rock star from Hellfire Fist, Electra Sinders! Who'll advance to round two? Only one way to know!"

DING-DING!

N-Bomb and Electra approached the center of the ring to face each other. Electra made the first move by landing a dropkick on her bigger wrestler, but N-Bomb didn't budge an inch. Electra got up and tried again, but it had the same result. N-Bomb began to chuckle at that before grabbing Electra and throwing her to the ropes. She bounced off and N-Bomb waited for her to go to her. Instead, however, Electra ducked and bounced again landing a dropkick to the back of N-Bomb's legs. This time, she fell to one knee.

Electra kept up the momentum by running and bouncing off the ropes again. When she reached N-Bomb once more, she jumped and landed both of her feet on her head slamming her face onto the mat. Electra rolled N-Bomb onto her back and hooked her leg with great strain.

1…

N-Bomb managed to kick out. Electra kept a grip on her leg and twisted it in an ankle lock. Electra kept a strong hold on the lock straining to make N-Bomb hurt. However, it was fruitless. N-Bomb managed to kick her trapped leg backwards making Electra let go and run to the ropes. When she landed, N-Bomb got up and ran towards Electra.

The rock star dodged out of the way and struck at N-Bomb from behind. Unfortunately, it didn't bother her. Instead, N-Bomb turned and gripped the sides of Electra's head and bashed her own head on hers. N-Bomb delivered a knee strike to Electra's stomach before sending her down with a choke slam. She hooked Electra's leg.

1… 2…

Electra barely made it and kicked out. N-Bomb lifted her up and tossed her over to a sitting position in the corner. N-Bomb proceeded to rake her foot all over Electra's face over and over until the referee stepped in. N-Bomb was forced off, but Electra grabbed her by her hand and threw her backwards hitting N-Bomb's face onto the middle turnbuckle.

Electra returned to her feet and swing her knee at N-Bomb's back. She proceeded to climb the top of the turnbuckle so she would stomp from above. However, N-Bomb regained herself and hooked her arm in between Electra's legs. She then threw the rock star backwards slamming her to the mat. N-Bomb slapped her own forearms waiting for Electra to return to her feet. When she did, N-Bomb picked Electra up and brought her down in a scoop slam. She then jumped up and landed her large behind right on top of Electra's prone body making her gasp. She further humiliated her opponent by lifting her up with just her legs and using them to spin her around. Electra yelled out until she was thrown to the far side of the ring.

When N-Bomb returned to her feet, she forced Electra up and struck at her so many times with several sumo slaps. The assault ended when Electra's back was to the corner. Of course, N-Bomb went to the opposite corner of the ring and she scrapped her foot on the mat like a bull. She charged and hit her Detonation finisher on Electra. When Electra collapsed, N-Bomb hooked her leg for the pin.

1… 2… 3!

DING-DING!

"A stunning finish! N-Bomb prevails and advances to the next round of the tournament! I don't know about you, but I think we're looking at a finalist here!"

While N-Bomb celebrated, Electra rolled out of the ring. She limped on over backstage clearly angry about the way the match ended. She rested at a bench wondering how things could've gone differently. Then, she was approached by two equally dark figures, the tag team champions, the Daughters of Darkness.

"Hello there, dark sister." Azraella said.

"Me?" Electra asked. "You talking about me?"

"Ain't no one here but us, music girl." Midnight replied. "We've got a special offer just for you."

"If it's to join your harem, forget it." Electra said. "I don't swing that way."

"It's not that. Although, the offer will always be on the table if you change your mind." Midnight said. "The thing is, we would like you to join us."

"What?" Electra asked. "You want me to be a Daughter of Darkness?"

"It's clear you embrace your inner evil." Azraella said. "You've shown your fires of hate in your match against the cosplayer."

"Well, she was dressed as that big-breasted bimbo, Hagiwara. I just saw red."

"No need to explain yourself." Midnight said. "The point is, me and Azy…"

"Never call me that."

"We already agreed that we should add some new members to our dark cult. And just think, we would be able to have your back in future matches. Just think about it." Midnight and Azraella walked off.

Electra was alone in her thoughts. The more she thought about it, the more benefits she saw in working with a group, especially if it was offered by the tag team champions. Electra gave her wicked smile.

*Xtrema Shorts*

Monica sat in her chair on the stage sitting next to a Chibi version of Electra Sinders.

"Welcome to Xtrema Shorts, ladies and gentlemen!" Chibi Monica said. "Here, we have the menacing rock star from Hellfire Fist, Electra Sinders! Thank you for being here, Electra."

"Happy to be here." Chibi Electra said. "This whole chapter has more time for myself than any other chapter so far. You can ask your questions now."

"Sure." Chibi Monica said. "Just remember, we'll give you some standard questions followed by a set of personal ones asked by Awesome ax10.

"Now, first question… How long have you been wrestling?"

"It hasn't been that long. I just joined the sport a few months ago."

"Do you have any dream opponents?

"You're damn right, I do. I want to smash Sakura Hagiwara for being her cute, ditzy self thinking she can outshine me and my Hellfire Fist."

"How do you feel about your fans?"

"If they cheer for me, they're my peeps. If they boo me, I'll gladly flip them off."

"What's the toughest match you've had so far?"

"The fatal four way with Hotrina, Juli, and Crawford."

"What do you do for fun?"

"I don't just play my songs, sweetheart. I also write them myself."

"What do you think makes a great wrestler?"

"Attitude and total victory. Embrace your inner animal, baby!"

"Do you have any interests besides wrestling?"

"Rock and roll, obvi."

"Well, that's all the standard questions done. Now, for the personal ones. What do you think about other wrestling musicians such as Bice Conte, Skyler Legend, Heartlesss La Belle, and the Rock?"

"I wouldn't give a flying flip about those yahoos. Those wankers can take a hike for all I care and leave the ring and stage for real singing wrestlers like me. Besides, I think the Rock is more associated with television than anything else. That bald bozo is in every other movie I find."

"Tell us about your rivalry with Calypso?"

"She thinks she's doing the music industry any favors by dancing? All she's doing is moving her body around half naked for the whole crowd. You can find better dancers at a local strip club. Flare is what makes a better show, not her ballerina recitals."

"What genre of rock does your band do, metal, heavy metal, or punk?"

"You think Hellfire Fist is limited to just one rock genre? We cover everything we can to shake the Earth beneath our feet."

"Well, thanks for your input. You've been great tonight. Now, a message for you, the readers. Epiclot214 has made a hilarious mistake last chapter regarding the upcoming Xtrema Awards Show. They didn't notice until it was too late that there was one category they didn't include: Tag Team of the Year. If anyone has any idea on what to nominate for this or any other category, submit your opinions now. We'll allow up to five nominations. That's all for now. Any and all comments are welcome."