Chapter 113 (XAW Singles)
*Midnight vs Rachel Arneson*
Darkness filled the arena and flickers of light flashed on the entrance ramp. Midnight stood in those flickers getting closer and closer to the ring. When the lights returned, Midnight was standing in the middle of the ring, and she wasn't alone. She was accompanied by her brides; Gwen, Bruce, Priya, and Taki, each of them wearing black bridal clothes.
After the brides were sent to ringside, someone else arrived on the stage waving her orange hair. She wore a gold top with green linings that had a red cross in the middle. She also wore blue trunks, brown knee pads, and medieval boots. She had a golden crown and a royal fantasy robe while carrying a scepter. Like Midnight, she came with four escorts. Two were giant men who were dressed as berserkers. There was also a girl who wore fantasy wizard clothes. Lastly was a boy who played a lute while the berserkers carried their queen to the ring.
"Here we are in a battle of armies. One horror and the other fantasy. Representing Xtrema and accompanied by her brides, we have Midnight! And her opponent, accompanied by four members of her fellowship, we have Rachel Arneson! These two queens will be squaring off in a lumberjill match! Ms. Rogue, any comments?"
"Yes. As some of you may know, a lumberjill match is when two women face each other in the ring while the ring is surrounded by more women. For this match, both Midnight and Rachel will have the ring surrounded by their respective groups. Usually, Rachel has a much bigger following, but to keep things fair, I've restricted her to only bring four members, which appear to be a bard, a magician girl, and two berserkers."
"Well, can a fairy tale army best a harem of horror or will the vampires sink their teeth into victory? We'll see for ourselves."
DING-DING!
Both Midnight and Rachel started off with a test of strength. Both women gripped each other's hands and pressed with all their strength. Sure enough, Midnight had the power advantage, so she managed to get Rachel down on one knee. Her advantage lasted briefly however when Rachel released one of her hands and landed a hard jab to Midnight's gut. Midnight was stunned for a moment, which was all Rachel needed to shoot her elbow at her and cause her to stagger back. Rachel got back up and quickly sent Midnight down with a dropkick.
Midnight returned to her feet, but Rachel grabbed her for a side headlock. The two struggled for control until Midnight elbowed Rachel in the gut and pushed her off to the ropes. She clotheslined her to flip her over the ropes and land ringside. That's when the lumberjills made their move.
The brides and followers raced toward Rachel. While the brides picked Rachel up and readied to attack her, they were interrupted by the followers who pushed them away. The two berserkers squared off against Bruce alone who clotheslined them both at once. Meanwhile, the bard picked Rachel up and pushed her back into the ring.
Midnight waited of course. As soon as Rachel returned, the vampire wasted no time stomping on the roleplayer and sitting on her back to apply a camel clutch. She pulled at Rachel's head with all her might. However, Rachel managed to slip out and get right behind her to apply a rear waistlock. She brought Midnight up to her feet before launching her back with a German suplex. She then hooked her leg for the pin.
1… 2…
Midnight kicked out immediately after two. Rachel then grabbed Midnight's foot and twisted in in her grip. She was applying an ankle lock with made the vampire grit her teeth. Midnight inched herself forward toward the ropes until the managed to grip the bottom ropes. The referee had to count to four until Rachel finally let go, but while she was lecturing her, Midnight fell victim to the magician girl who swung her wand against Midnight's head like a baseball bat. That invoked the wrath of Priya who jumped right up to the magician girl and send her down with a hurricarana.
Once Midnight was struck with the wand and dazed, Rachel pulled her away from the ropes and hooked her leg for the pin.
1… 2…
Once again, Midnight kicked out. Rachel was getting upset at that. So she focused her next stomps at Midnight's twisted foot. She then sat on Midnight's back and used that same foot for a single leg Boston crab. Midnight yelled out trying to reach for the ropes. However, the bard interfered and pulled the bottom rope away from her reach. That in turn invoked the wrath of Taki who grabbed him by his shoulders and spun him around sending him to the barricade. He then in turn pushed the bottom rope to Midnight's hand so she could grab it.
"Rope break!" the referee asked.
"WHAT?!" Rachel yelled out before looking out of the ring. She saw Bruce grappling toe-to-toe with the berserkers, Priya holding the magician girl in an abdominal stretch, and Taki picking the bard up only to throw him to Gwen who hit him with a high kick. With great anger, Rachel released Midnight.
"Your 'brides' are becoming a real hinderance." Rachel growled angrily as her opponent returned to her feet.
"Oh, they're not so bad." Midnight returned with a smile. "In fact, we're always open for more. Who knows? Maybe I'll take one of your lovelies as my own."
Rachel gritted her teeth in anger before going after Midnight. However, the vampire anticipated this. She hit Rachel with a knee to her gut before throwing her out of the ring, right to where her brides were. As soon as Rachel landed on the floor, the brides began to stomp on her. It didn't last long though. Rachel's followers suddenly recovered and attacked each bride from behind. They threw them away from their queen and helped her up. Upset, Midnight attempted a baseball slide, but the magician girl was quick and pulled the apron up to stop her. As soon as Midnight was through it, Rachel sent a few kicks to her stomach before going back in the ring. The followers pulled Midnight out of the apron and tossed her back in the ring where Rachel pinned her again.
1… 2…
Once again, Midnight kicked out which infuriated Rachel. Rachel returned to stomp on Midnight again without any sign of slowing down.
"I! WON'T! LET! SOME! HALLOWEEN! REJECT! GET! THE! BEST! OF! ME!" Rachel yelled in between stomps.
Suddenly, everything went black. The arena was dark enough to be mistaken for blindness. It only lasted for a moment however, but when the lights came back on, Midnight was no longer laying on the mat. Rachel turned around only to find her opponent perched on the top rope. She jumped off suddenly and landed a high-diving elbow shot at Rachel's head sending her down.
Midnight didn't pin her though. Instead, she turned to her brides who returned to their feet and nodded at them with an evil smile. The brides gathered together and locked their hands with each other closing their eyes. Taki and Priya—who were at the ends of the chain—reached out their free hands while Gwen recited a Latin phrase over and over.
During the strange chant, Midnight turned to Rachel who stumbled back to her own two feet. With a new, dark energy coursing through her body, Midnight gave the most sinister smile and kicked Rachel forcing her to bend forward. She locked her arms around Rachel's and landed her finishing move, Darkest Hour. Only this time looked different. It was almost as if there was a supernatural force boosting it, which explains the sudden unconsciousness that Rachel had when Midnight pinned her.
1… 2… 3!
DING-DING!
"Did… Did you just see… What was that?"
"Well, judging how dizzy the brides look now, my best guess is that they used some kind of dark spell to lend some of their strength to their mistress."
"Dark spell? Ms. Rogue, you can't be serious, right? There's no such thing as magic."
"That's just my best guess. Not sure what that was, but nevertheless, it's clear now that Midnight has won. Congrats to the Mistress of Darkness."
Midnight posed in the ring like Elvira while her brides entered the ring and surrounded her. She gave them all passionate kisses before going with them backstage.
*Clementine Cirrus vs Tina Armstrong*
With both Midnight and Rachel Arneson gone, the stage was all set for the next match. First off, Clementine Cirrus came in all her mighty glory. She entered the ring and removed her hat. She then awaited her opponent, Tina Armstrong, who walked in also wearing a cowgirl hat. She wore a bikini top with the American flag on it, ap air of stonewash geans, and cowgirl boots. When she came in, she and Tina exchanged looks of anticipation.
"Our next match is a Texas deathmatch, and who better to deliver such a show than two of the toughest cowgirls to step in the ring; Clementine Cirrus and Tina Armstrong! The rules are simple. After a pin or tap out, the fallen opponent has until the referee counts to ten to return to their feet or they lose. Other than that, there are no other rules, which probably makes this the most hardcore match yet. Isn't that right, Ms. Rogue?"
"You couldn't be more right. And it's even more so since these two country brawlers have a history. Back in WWE, these two fought each other and Dixie Clemets in a triple threat match which Clementine won. And now, both Clementine and Tina are facing off one-on-one again in a Texas deathmatch. Let's not keep any of these two waiting."
DING-DING!
Both cowgirls knew not to underestimate each other. They locked up at the center of the ring. Clementine, being the bigger of the two, would have the clear advantage, but Tina stood her ground proving she was stronger than she looked. Their tie-up broke when both girls separated.
After breaking the lock, Tina jumped up to land a dropkick, but Clementine grabbed her by her ankles and tossed her to her side. She then fell for an elbow drop, but Tina rolled out of the way letting her crash to the ground. After dodging the elbow drop and standing up, Tina flipped backwards and landed on her knees on Clementine's back. She then rushed to the ropes and bounced back just as Clementine was picking herself up. Tina landed a dropkick that sent Clementine back flat on the mat.
With Clementine stunned for now, Tina decided that now was the time to start getting extreme. She headed outside of the ring and opened the apron in search of something. To her glee, she managed to pull out a wooden table with its legs folded up. She pushed the table into the ring and followed. Tina then picked it back up and unfolded its legs setting it up perfectly.
Once the table was set, Tina rushed over to Clementine and speared her. But much to her surprise, Clementine didn't go down. Instead, she grinned, wrapped her arms around Tina's waist, and lifts her up over her shoulders.
Clementine walked over to the table ready to slam her opponent down, but Tina was a quick thinker. She sent punches to Clementine's head until she loosened. Tina managed to get off of Clementine's shoulders and get right behind her. She then grabbed her waist and attempted to throw her in a German suplex, but Clementine counted on her weight to stop her. Halfway to the suplex, Clementine shot her elbow at Tina's head making her stop. Gravity did the rest landing Clementine's body right on top of Tina squishing her to the mat. But Clementine wasn't done. She leaped up into the air and landed her butt right onto Tina's stomach. Tina gasped at that while Clementine hooked her leg.
1… 2…
Tina kicked out. Clementine took a moment to rest before picking herself and Tina up. She lifted Tina in a fireman's carry and headed to the table. Tina tried to strike her way to freedom again, but this time, her attacks were too weak to stop her. Clementine lifted Tina up and slammed her right through the table breaking it in half. After that, Clementine proceeded to pin her.
1… 2… 3!
In any normal match, this would have been the end. However, since this was a Texas Deathmatch, the match wouldn't end until the referee reached ten while Tina was still on the ground.
1… 2… 3… 4…
Tina managed to pick herself up and return to her feet. Clementine was pleased as she didn't want this epic match to end early. She charged shoulder-first toward Tina and managed to knock her down. She flexed her biceps before picking Tina up and tossing her to the corner. She rushed forward to shoulder tackle her, but Tina sidestepped out of the way at the last second causing Clementine to clash her shoulder with the steel post.
Tina took the opportunity presented to her and pushed Clementine out of the ring. She followed and so did the referee. She grabbed Clementine by the back of her shirt and pulled her up to her feet only to send her to the barricade. She only made it worse when she ran at her and connected with a body slam strong enough to crash them both through the barricade and among the crowd. Tina stayed on top of Clementine for the pin.
1… 2… 3.
Tina rolled off of Clementine and listened to the referee to make the long count.
1… 2… 3… 4… 5… 6…
Clementine managed to return to her feet before slipping to one knee. Still, it was enough to break the referee's count. Tina looked around and found an empty steel chair which she took and folded up. Just as Clementine raised her head, Tina swung the steel chair down toward it. However, Clementine was fast enough to grab Tina's wrists and twist them so she'd let go of the steel chair. Once it was gone, Clementine wrapped her arms around Tina's chest and hit her with a belly-to-belly suplex on the solid floor. She hooked her leg too.
1… 2… 3!
Clemetine removed herself and headed to the ring while the referee counted.
1… 2… 3… 4… 5… 6… 7…
Tina made it to her feet, but was caught by surprise when she looked up and saw Clementine perched on the top rope. The bigger cowgirl jumped off and connected with a crossbody slam. The crowd gasped, but it wasn't because of the attack. Everyone, the announcer, Sayuri Rogue, the referee, and even Clementine were shocked seeing Tina not being knocked down. With much of her power, even though her legs trembled, she didn't fall back. In fact, she hooked her arms around Clementine's head and leg while lifting her back up.
"What?" Clementine asked in shock. "How?"
"Darling, do you have any idea how many times my daddy did this to me to try and get me to behave?" Tina asked. "At this time, I can counter it, and then some." Tina demonstrated by running back to the ring. She kept up her pace faster and faster until Clementine's back was slammed to the metal corner post. Clementine yelled as Tina let her fall.
After the impact, Tina picked Clementine up and threw her back into the ring. She followed and wrapped her arms around Clementine's legs. She gripped them tightly before spinning around. Clementine's body was carried too being spun around and around in circles until Tina released her. Clementine hit the mat hard which made her painful spot worse. Tina hooked Clementine's leg for the pin.
1… 2… 3!
Now, for Tina to get off and head to the corner to rest while the referee counted.
1… 2… 3… 4… 5… 6… 7… 8…
Tina was confused when she heard the referee stop counting. She turned back and her eyes popped as she saw Clementine back up to her feet. Her legs shook, her face looked half-awake, but she was still standing.
Tina smiled. "So we're not done yet?"
"I'm still standing, ain't I?" Clementine asked.
Clementine and Tina took one last look at each other before charging. Both women hit each other with elbow shots. They traded different blows to each other until Clementine kicked Tina in the stomach. She then attempted to throw her to the corner, but Tina reversed the Irish whip and threw her there as well. When Clementine hit the corner, Tina ran at her with an elbow strike. However, Clementine stopped her and reversed their positions.
Clementine grabbed the middle ropes, bent down, and slammed her shoulder right at Tina's stomach. She did it again and again until Tina dropped down to her sitting position. All Clementine Cirrus fans knew where this was going now. Clementine headed to the far end of the ring and turned back to Tina. She rushed at her without any sign of slowing down and jumped up. She landed right on top of Tina's chest and bounced on her with a bronco buster. She focused on adding more force to this one than any other bronco buster she attacked with in the past. She then pulled Tina away from the corner, pinned her shoulders down, and hooked her leg.
1… 2… 3!
Clementine was hitting her peak at that point, so when she rolled off, she prayed that she was the victor.
1… 2… 3… 4… 5… 6… 7… 8… 9… 10!
DING-DING!
"We have a winner! After a long and brutal exchange, Clementine Cirrus has pulled a win over her rival! Still, it's amazing that these two lasted this long with everything that happened to them. Are you going to call this magic too, Ms. Rogue?"
"No. That's just country spirit they have."
Clementine helped Tina up to their feet, and together, they shared in the cheers from the crowd. After that, they left the ring and headed backstage.
"That's another win for ya." Tina said. "Congrats."
"Thanks. But you know, I'm always up for another match. What do you say? Wanna join Xtrema?"
Tina thought hard about it. "Maybe. Gotta talk it over with my daddy first. You know how he is."
"Don't I." Clementine agreed.
"So I suppose this means Dixie's gonna come by soon, right?" Tina asked.
"Maybe. But I haven't heard anything from her, or even about her, ever since she joined Rumble Roses."
"Huh. That is odd."
In a dark room, the only sources of light were the TV screen that just played the Texas deathmatch and the door that just opened letting Dr. Anesthesia walk in. She looked on in and saw a certain blonde girl in a black, skimpy, latex outfit watch the TV. She held a glass drink in her hand, but at the end of the match, she clutched it so hard, it broke to pieces.
Anesthesia grinned at that. "Sounds like that heffer got another win, didn't she?"
"They say that envy is one of the seven deadly sins, which is basically a crime." Said the blonde girl in who broke her glass. "That's good because that ho caused a lot of envy, so she's a felon. And as the law, it's my duty to arrest felons like her."
"Patience, my sexy sergeant." Anesthesia said. "Just wait. You'll have your chance against her soon. We all will have a chance against them."
*Charlie Hart vs Payne Fox*
The Hitgirl presented herself on the entrance stage just as soon as her music played. She posed for the crowd ready to live up to her family name. She walked on over to the ring and entered the ring. Once she was inside, she awaited her opponent, who turned out to be Payne Fox. It was clear that the red-headed GWM diva didn't have any respect for her opponent from the way she smirked condescendingly at Charlie. The Hitgirl gritted her teeth at that while Payne entered the ring.
"Now, here we are with a normal rules match. Though, we still might be in for a brutal showdown. On one hand, we have Charlie Hart, the Hitgirl, latest edition to the Hart Family. On the other hand, we have Payne Fox, one of the top divas in GWM. She clearly seems confident in her victory. What do you think, Ms. Rogue?"
"Well, she has every reason to be. Back at GWM, Payne had an impressive win record. She's only had one loss in her career, and she got stronger for it. Then again, it's not like Charlie Hart's going to make it easy for her. So we'll see."
DING-DING!
Both Payne and Charlie grabbed each other when they reached the center of the ring. They both struggled for control, but Payne didn't lose her cocky smirk.
"I'll make short work of you, half-pint." Payne taunted.
"We'll see about that." Charlie said. Suddenly, she pulled Payne in with a side headlock. Payne wasted no time after that pushing them both to the corner and to the ropes.
"Break the ropes now! 1… 2…"
Charlie did as the referee instructed and let go of Payne. But right as she did, Payne threw a backhanded fist to her that leanded her to the rope. While Charlie was promped, Payne approached her and repeatedly sent punches to her head until the referee broke them up.
Payne ran back at Charlie hoping to hit her with a lariat, but the Hitgirl fought back with a kick straight at her. While she was stunned, Charlie quickly climbed up to the middle rope and jumped toward Payne. She caught her head and dropped her down with a DDT. She covered her for the pin.
1…
Payne wasn't going down that easily. After she kicked out, Charlie went to the corner and turned to Payne who was picking herself up. Charlie rushed at her to attack, but she fell prey to Payne who surprised her with a solid punch into her abdomen. Charlie lost her breath for a second, which gave Payne the chance she needed to pick her up and hold her high into the air.
"You're so tiny and light, I can lift you easily." She taunted before sending Charlie down with a michinoku driver. She hooked her leg for the pin.
1… 2…
Charlie kicked out before the count could be finished. Payne gripped Charlie by her hair and forced her up to her feet. She then struck her with a sharp headbutt. She then bent down to one knee and slammed Charlie's stomach onto it. She didn't stop there. She added in a touch of humiliation by holding out her hand and spanking her.
The crowd was in shock and Charlie gasped in complete disbelief. She was angry and rolled off of Payne's knee. With a beet read blush, she growled at Payne who just returned with another smirk. Charlie quickly wiped that smirk off of Payne's face with an elbow strike. She then slipped behind Payne and tripped her from behind. She grabbed Payne's foot and put her in an ankle lock. The GWM dive clearly didn't like that.
Payne stayed in the ankle lock for a minute refusing to give up before managing to reach the ropes. She gripped it tight and the referee forced Charlie to let go. But right when she did, Payne made her move. She reached back and grabbed Charlie by her arm and slammed her to the ropes. She bounced off feeling the ropes hit like a wall that sent her down.
Once again, Payne pulled Charlie up by her hair and set her up in front of her. She placed her hand on Charlie's shoulders and struck her with her signature move, the repeated knee shots to her stomach. Charlie felt bit of her life leave her body with each strike. When she was done, Payne ran to the ropes and bounced off landing a Payne Lariat that sent Charlie flipping and crashing to the mat.
"I'm not done yet." Payne said rolling Charlie to her back. "I've perfected this new move, one that will make me a champion in no time. And you're in luck, rugrat. You're the first to experience it."
Payne walked over to the corner and climbed up to the top. As soon as she knew Charlie couldn't get out, she jumped up and splashed her hardest blow right on top of her. Then, it was like every last ounce of breath escaped from Charlie's lungs. The Hitgirl closed her eyes while Payne hooked the leg.
1… 2… 3!
DING-DING!
"And there you have it! It was touch and go for either side, but it looks like Payne has won!"
"It doesn't look like it. She did win. Payne Fox was a bully in the ring, but she pulled off a win with what appears to be a new finishing move of hers, a Payne Splash, if I'm not mistaken."
Payne Fox headed to the corner and posed for the crowd. Despite all the boos in the crowd, she took them as cheers. She was back on a roll.
*Xtrema Shorts*
"Welcome back to Xtrema Shorts!" Chibi Monica Everly said. "I'm Monica Everly, you're beautiful host. Now, before we begin Epiclot214 would like to apologize for the long wait. It's just, well, they saw that Halloween was coming soon and this chapter did include Midnight, so they thought it would be best if they wait until now. It's at least to make up for the lack of Halloween specials.
"Anyway, let's get onto the interview, joining me tonight is Catrina Horace, aka Hotrina!"
The crowd cheered for Chibi Hotrina, who even in her miniature form, showed off her large chest. She took pride in it as she waved to them.
"That's right, everyone. You can look, but you can't touch."
"Well said, Ms. Horace. Now, you know the procedure for this Q&A, right?"
"Duh. You ask me general questions and you ask my many admirers' many questions about me."
"Well, it's actually just Awesome ax10 again. And they only asked two questions."
Chibi Hotrina looked confused. "What? Just two personal questions for me? That can't be right. I demand a recount."
"Easy. Maybe next time. Now, let's get on with the first question. Who was your debut opponent?"
"Well, I'm sure you already read that in this fanfic, but to answer your question, my first opponent was that snooty actress, Willow Powell, in a thumbtack match. Sure, she beat me, but when I unlaced her top and almost exposed her, I got the last laugh. And I'm looking forward to further humbling her in the future."
"What's it like facing Kaito?"
"Ugh! Like I'd ever touch that loser! I mean, sure, I did, but that was a long time ago, back before I was forced to raise my standards. So when I face him, I make sure to do it quickly."
"What do you think of Sayuri Rogue?"
"She's all right, I suppose. Wish she'd let me show off what I got more though."
"Who's the easiest opponent you've faced other than Kaito?"
"Well, it's not like it's canon, but my easiest opponent was none other than Cleopatra. We faced each other in a lotion sumo match during our last Summer Special, and I wiped the mat with her."
"Okay, now for the personal questions."
"My only two questions."
"Please, let it go. Anyway, have you ever thought about a fan service belt? If so, what would its name be?"
"It would be a good fantasy. Of course, if I had it, there'd be no chance that I'd lose it because fan service is what I'm best at. If I had to name it, I suppose I would call it the Hot X Championship."
"What other options have you thought of for a wrestling attire?"
"Well, I had the skimpiest bikini outfit, but Rogue made me a new costume because it was too raunchy. I also had a sleeveless leotard with a boob window like Power Girl. I also have a low-cut top with my family emblem on it and a tiny, pink thong. Sometimes, I wear my hot pink boots."
"Thank you, Hotrina. Well, we're fresh out of personal questions to ask any of our ladies, so if anyone has anything else to ask them, simply ask and we'll answer. See you all next time. Any and all comments are welcome."