UCA: Universal Character Association

by ForceWalker

From all over the universe, from comic books, video games, anime, cartoons, and more, fiction's greatest characters come together in one epic wrestling promotion to prove themselves better, to become champions, and to become the best. This is Universal Character Association, where the best of the best come to play!

8. Monday Night Flame Week 3 Part 2

Universal Character Association: Week 3

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The camera goes up to the Titantron, where we see Tom and Jerry in the backstage hallways, where they were all smiles and apparently celebrating something.

"Oh yeah baby!" Tom cheered. "We won the Tag Team Match of the Year Award at the FWAs! Our match with Ed and Gin in UWE was better than all the others! We outperformed every other tag team in this business with ease! This award proves that we are better wrestlers than every other team, and that we can put on better matches than every other team!"

"And the icing on the cake is that we beat those Elrics big time!" Jerry added with a big grin. "Our match beat that little TLC Match they had with three other teams at AWF Anime Mania that they won! Now I'm all for violence and putting people through tables, but we proved that we don't need weapons to put on a classic like the Elrics need! We proved our Duos Title win in UWE was better than their Tag Title win in AWF! We proved that we are better wrestlers and performers than the Elrics!"

"Yeah, and if this Award wasn't proof enough, our victory over the Elrics weeks ago should solidify that!" Tom stated. "But the Elrics, like the sore losers they are, can't handle the fact! So they screwed us last week! So now, I'm going to have to beat down that midget shrimp, Edward, and put him in his place once and for all tonight! And you Jerry will be right there making sure that brother of his doesn't get in my way!"

"Yeah right!" Tom and Jerry turned their heads to see Ed and Al near them, serious expressions on their faces as Ed spoke. "It's going to be the other way around! It's going to be me taking your head off with my automail arm, while Al here makes sure that the little mouse next to you doesn't try to screw me over!"

"And what makes you think you actually have a chance against me?" Tom challenged. "We're better wrestlers than you, our Award says so itself!"

"That Award is well-deserved, we admit, but one classic match does not make wrestlers better than others, and we were pretty close in winning that Award ourselves." Al stated. "And besides, we won an Award ourselves! Best Siblings of the Year Award! And this isn't a tag team match, it's one-on-one. You don't have much experience in that field, while Ed has had a very good share of matches in singles competition. It's safe to that my brother has the advantage!"

"That award means crap anyway!" Tom stated. "Just because you're the best brothers doesn't mean you're better us! Our Award tramples yours any day!"

"And Tom will have no problem stomping this little shrimp of a boy in the ring!" Jerry mocked.

"YOU WANT TO CALL ME A MINUSCULE WORTHLESS SHRIMP, YOU OVERRATED ANIMALS!" Ed shouted in absolute fury.

"Yeah, we do!" Tom grinned eagerly. "In fact, why wait until later!" He pushed his forehead into Ed's, engaging in a classic head-on stare down. "Let's do it right now!"

"IF YOU WANT TO GO RIGHT NOW, THEN I GOT..." Ed began, until Al came in between them and pushed Ed back a bit.

"No, Ed, don't let your emotions overtake you." Al warned his brother. "Save it for the ring, for when beating him will really count and hurt him the most."

Ed remained silent for a few seconds, still seething with rage before letting out a deep breath, glaring at the cat and mouse. "Fine. See you out there, Tom. Just don't cry when I beat you. I'll show you that we're just as good as you, if not better."

With that, Ed and Al left the area, leaving Tom and Jerry behind, who still had the confident, arrogant smirks on their faces. "Oh yeah? We'll see about that." Tom said.

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"You know…when he did…what he did…so long ago…it was only to survive…no more…no less…"

The Titantron showed the man in the same dark room as before, its only source of light the lone lamp attached to the ceiling shining down upon the man and the center of the room. The man continued to stare with unreadable, yet strangely intense green eyes.

"But as time went on…his actions…became the stories…of hope…"

The man stared down for a few more seconds before turning his attention and looking around the room, walking around the chair and continuing to turn his head left and right as if though searching for something.

"As the years went by…he became…a hero to the people...a hero…of freedom…Strange…how people can…make a hero…out of someone…just to have hope…"

When he completely circled the chair, the man stopped in front, and placed his hand on the top of it, looking down upon it for a few seconds before slightly lifting his head upward, and in that instant, his eyes managed to catch something.

"The people…have come to…love him…and such a connection…is powerful…and he can do…so much with such a thing…in such a small place…because…"

The man made his way past the chair towards the end of the area where the lamp lit the room, and staring out at the edge where the darkness touched the light, he bent forward, and reached out to the darkness. He slowly grabbed something from it and picked it up off the ground, revealing the object to all…

A crowbar.

"The right man in the wrong place…can make all the difference in the world…"

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"Once again, we got ourselves one creepy promo about some dude." Church stated. "And I swear, there's something familiar about it."

"I'm starting to see something in them as well." Sarge said. "The answer to these promos is on the tip of my tongue...but I can't figure it out! Fudge buckets!"

"I can at least tell that these promos are definitely foretelling the arrival of someone." Church said. "Of who? I have absolutely no idea!"

"Well I hope we find out who it is soon!" Sarge shouted. "The suspense is killing the Red inside of me!"

"I'm sure some of our fans may figure out exactly what this is all about, but we got ourselves a match coming up!" Church stated. "And if that segment earlier was any indication, this one won't be pretty!"

("Perfect Strangers" by Deep Purple)

The crowd cheered loudly as the music played and Edward Elric came out on the stage with Al right beside him, a furious frown on the face. Ed pumped his automail fist into the air, prompting grey pyro to go off beside him. He then stomped his way down the ramp, his brother behind him shaking his head. Ed slid into the ring and threw a haymaker through the air with his automail arm before raising into the air.

"The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, being accompanied by his brother, Alphonse, from Resembool, Amestris, weighing in at 216 lbs., Edward Elric!"

"Edward is fired up like hell and with good reason!" Church stated. "He has been looking forward to this match all week, and is dying to get his hands on Tom!"

"As if this midget has any any chance of beating the cat!" Sarge stated. "This lowly Blue will be subjected to non-stop violence, you can count on that!"

"I don't know, that confrontation earlier showed that Ed may take Tom's head off..." Church stated.

("Drop the Bombshell" by Powerman 5000)

Boos were rained down from the crowd as Tom came out onto the stage once the music picked up, raising his hands up into the air and forming the "V" sign with them. Jerry came out as well right beside him, and with a smirk, gave the cat a high-five before Tom threw his fist through the air before making his way down the ramp with Jerry in tow before sliding into the ring and climbing the turnbuckle, raising his hand and forming the "V" sign with them.

"And his opponent, accompanied to the ring by his partner, Jerry, from New York City, weighing in at 245 lbs., Tom the Cat!"

"...but Tom is sure as hell not lacking in the confidence department!" Church said. "He firmly believes that he's going to take this Elric down tonight!"

"And with good reason! The Elrics are talentless hacks who couldn't hope to even reach the level of Team 2D!" Sarge exclaimed. "Tom will have no problem cutting down this useless alchemist!"

"But there's the fact, you know, that if Tom isn't careful...he's going to get his head taken off with an Automail Clothesline!" Church replied.

Tom and Ed each stood in their respective corners and the ref proceeded to the ring the bell. Tom and Ed met in the middle of the ring and engaged in a lock-up, and after several moments, Tom pushed Ed back into the corner. He kneed the alchemist in the gut, doubling him over before landing several elbows to the head. He pulled Ed out of the corner and hit him with a Scoop Slam on the mat. Tom bounced off the ropes and jumped into the air for an Elbow Drop. Ed rolled out of the way, and Tom's elbow crashed on the mat. The cat stood up holding his elbow in pain and was kicked in the gut by Ed before being hit with a Snap Suplex, followed by a quick cover! 1...Tom easily kicks out! Tom scrambled to his feet, only to be taken down with a Dropkick from Ed! The alchemist picked up Tom again and landed a Russian Leg Sweep on the cat!

"Ed's got Tom reeling here after a nice Russian Leg Sweep!" Church said. "Tom may want to reevaluate his game plan here!"

"Why should he?" Sarge asked. "Ed's a loser! This is just pure luck! The game plan will come through, don't you worry!"

Ed hooks Tom's leg for a cover! 1...2...Tom kicks out at 2! Ed picked up Tom and placed him in the corner, and proceeded to climb up to the second ropes and deliver punch after punch on Tom's skull. The crowd counted the punches as Ed delivered them, but after the 6th one, Ed suddenly slipped under Ed and out of the corner, and pulled Ed's legs off the ropes, causing Ed to fall head-first on the top turnbuckle. Ed staggered backwards out of the corner, and Tom grabbed him from behind, lifted him up...Belly-to-Back Backbreaker on Ed!

"Ha, I was right!" Sarge stated. "Ed's luck has run out! The end for him has begun!"

"Sarge, stop living in your delusional world." Church said. "This is nowhere near over, I can tell you!"

Tom covers Ed off the backbreaker! 1...2...Ed kicks out! Tom picked up Ed and grabbed his head, went back-to-back with him, and hit a Hangman's Neckbreaker on him! Ed held his neck in pain before he was picked up again and thrown into the corner, and Tom ran at him and nailed a Corner Clothesline! Ed staggered out of the corner and Tom bounced off the ropes, and knocked Ed down with a Running Shoulder Block! Tom drops for a cover! 1...2...Kick out by Ed! Tom picked up Ed once more, lifted him up in Sidewalk Slam position, and proceeded to drop him across his knee in a Backbreaker! Ed arched his back in pain as Tom smirked at the fallen Alchemist and threw up the "V" sign with his hands in a pose, the crowd booing him loudly. Jerry applauded his partner, while Alphonse just shook his head at the cat.

"Ah yeah, Tom showing everybody who's boss!" Sarge stated.

"More like Tom being an arrogant ass!" Church said. "If he doesn't pay attention, it's going to cost him!"

After showing off for a bit, Tom went back to Ed and picked him up...WHEN ED SUDDENLY ROLLS UP TOM IN A SMALL PACKAGE!"

"Small Package! Small Package!" Church said. "Tom's posing is going to cost him this match!"

1...

2...

Tom kicks out before the three!

"Oh thank god, I thought the world was going to end for a moment!" Sarge said.

Both wrestlers scrambled to their feet, and Tom tried to go for Ed, but the Alchemist pulled out his legs from under and got him in a Jackknife Pin!

1...

2...

Tom kicks out before three again!

"Tom manages to survive again, but barely!" Church said. "Let this be a lesson, never show off too much during a match!"

Both got back to their feet and Tom went for a clothesline but Ed ducked it. Tom turned around and gets kicked in the gut by Ed, who then grabs him in a Front Facelock...Facebreaker DDT across his knee! Tom held his face in severe pain as Ed picked him back up again and whipped him into the corner. Ed then ran at him, leaped at the cat, and launched him away with a Monkey Flip! Tom arched his back in pain as Ed made the cover on him! 1..2...Tom kicks out in time! Ed went to pick him up, but Tom suddenly headbutted him in the gut! Ed coughed a bit at the impact before Tom did it again, and shot up with an Uppercut to the jaw! Ed was staggered and Tom bounced off the ropes towards Ed...Ed catches him with a Spinning Heel Kick!

"Momentum has shifted once again to Ed!" Church stated.

"Grrr, it's only a momentary setback!" Sarge called. "This stupid Blue wannabe will fall soon!"

Al applauded while Jerry scowled as Ed covereed Tom!

1...

2...

Tom rolls the shoulder out at 2.75!

Ed grabbed Tom and placed him in the Suplex position, and went to lift him up, but Tom suddenly knees him the gut which forced him to let go. Tom took the chance to bend Ed over, grabbed him by the waist...GUTWRENCH POWERBOMB! Tom hooks the leg!

"Damn, Ed just got planted out of nowhere!" Church called.

"Ha! I'm always right, aren't I, Blue?" Sarge asked.

"Uh...no, you're not." Church replied.

1...

2...

Ed rolls the shoulder at 2.8!

Tom picked up Ed once again and placed him across the second ropes, and began choking him out against it. The ref admonished Tom and began counting him! 1...2...3...4...Tom let go of Ed at the count 4, the alchemist leaning on the ropes as he coughed. Tom ran at the ropes and bounced off them, and leaped forward, crashing his body on Ed who was on the second ropes, crushing him. Ed fell to the ground in a heap and Tom covered him! 1...2...Ed kicks at 2.75! Tom picked up Ed, but Ed suddenly dropped him with a Drop Toehold! He then hooked the legs with his own, bent backwards...AND LOCKS IN THE MUTA LOCK! Tom's eyes go wide as he writhes in pain!

"Wow, Muta Lock out of nowhere!" Church said. "Tom may tap here!"

"No he won't! No he won't!" Sarge insisted.

The crowd was cheering loudly as Tom struggled in the Muta Lock, and suddenly Al began to lead the crowd in a "Tap Out!" chant over and over again! Jerry tried to insist his partner to fight the hold, to get to the ropes! As Ed pulled back on the head even harder, Tom slowly used his to the ropes, Ed's body in tow. Every second was agonizing for the cat as he crawled towards the ropes, and Ed suddenly tightened the hold, earning a cry of pain from Tom. He made one more crawl, and raised his hand out forward...AND GRABBED THE ROPES! The crowd booed loudly as the ref had Ed let go of the hold!

"Whew, I was actually worried there for a moment." Sarge stated. "But as usual, the Reds were too tough to be stopped by submissions!"

"Ugh, I'm really get sick of you calling so many people Reds when THEY'RE NOT!" Church exclaimed.

Ed's face contorted into one of slight frustration as he picked up Tom and whipped him into the ropes. When Tom bounced off it, Ed ran forward and went for the Automail Clothesline...Tom ducks it, grab his arms in a Full Nelson and lifted him up...FULL NELSON SLAM! Tom with the cover!

1...

2...

ED KICKS OUT BEFORE THREE!

"Ed stays alive after getting caught with that Full Nelson Slam!" Church said.

"Don't worry, Ed will fall eventually." Sarge waved off. "After all, Ed can't compare to the likes of Tom!"

Tom grabbed Ed and placed his head between his legs as he picked him up. He then went to lift him up for a Powerbomb...ED SUDDENLY BACK BODY DROPS HIM! Ed walked over to the ropes as Tom got back up, his back in pain, and the cat charged at the alchemist. Ed suddenly lifted him up by the legs...and Flapjacks him across the top rope! Tom fell to the ground in pain and Ed took the chance to leap onto the nearby second corner turnbuckle. Once Tom got up, Ed dived off...MISSILE DROPKICK TO TOM!

"Damn, that Missile Dropkick is going to leave shoeprints on Tom's chest!" Church said.

Ed hooks the leg of Tom!

1...

2...

KICK OUT BY TOM!

"When will Ed learn that he can't beat Tom no matter what he does?" Sarge questioned.

Ed stood up and decided to end things, waiting for Tom to get back to his feet. Once Tom finally managed to stand up, Ed bounced off the ropes, ran towards the cat...AUTOMAIL CLO-NO, TOM CATCHES ED WITH A SPINEBUSTER! TOM WITH THE COVER!

"Holy shit, Spinebuster out of nowhere!" Church said.

"Kiss your chances of winning goodbye, alchemist!" Sarge stated.

1...

2...

ED SHOOTS THE SHOULDER AT 2.9!

"Jiminy Christmas, why won't this alchemist stay down?!" Sarge exclaimed.

"Because he wants to prove Team 2D wrong, dammit!" Church said.

Tom was getting very frustrated here as he pounded the mat. He glared down at before picking him up and placing him onto his shoulders in an Argentine Rack position. He backed up a bit, and began running for the Feline Frenzy (Running Inverted Samoan Drop)! Suddenly, Ed got out of it at the last minute and landed behind Tom! The cat turned around and swung for Ed, but the alchemist ducked it and placed his arm under Tom's and his head...AND PLANTS HIM WITH EQUIVALENT EXCHANGE!

"EQUIVALENT EXCHANGE!" Church stated. "What Tom delivered to Ed, he just received equally!"

"Oh no, Tom, get out of there!" Sarge pleaded.

Ed hooks the leg!

1...

2...

Jerry suddenly leaps onto the apron, which causes the ref to stop the count and go up to the mouse to get him off!

"Dammit!" Church cursed. "I knew this was going to happen! That damn mouse just distracted the ref from the count!"

"Hey, Jerry is just helping out his partner! What's so wrong with that?!" Sarge asked.

"This isn't a tag team match, you idiot!" Church replied.

Ed got off of Tom and glared angrily at the mouse, who was continuing to argue with and distract the ref! Ed stood up and was about to deal with the damn mouse himself...WHEN AL SUDDENLY PULLS JERRY OFF THE APRON! Jerry's head bounces off the apron as he is pulled off, and falls to the ground! The crowd cheers loudly as Al mounts Jerry and begins to pound on him relentlessly, keeping him out of the match as the ref tried to stop the brawl.

"How dare that stupid brother do that to Jerry?!" Sarge said. "He has no right to do such a thing!"

"Jerry was interfering with the match, dumbass, so Al is evening the playing field!" Church stated.

Ed smirked as he witnessed the beating Al was giving to Jerry, the ref trying to tell them to stop it. Deciding that Jerry was taken care of, he turned around to once again deal with Tom...ONLY TO GET A LOW BLOW FROM TOM! The crowd booed loudly as Ed held his lower regions in pain, and was placed between Tom's leg, and was lifted up...ED GETS PLANTED WITH A FALLING POWERBOMB!

"FUCK! THAT DAMN TOM HIT A LOW BLOW BEHIND THE REF'S BACK!" Church cursed. "AND NOW HE'S GOING TO STEAL ONE!"

"Well, looks an Elric loses again." Sarge stated. "Looks like Ed..."

Tom covers Ed with a smirk, and the ref notices it and counts!

1...

2...

ED KICKS OUT AT 2.9!

"Just Got...WHAT IN THE HELL?! NOT FAIR!" Sarge shouted.

"ED STAYS ALIVE! ED REFUSES TO DIE HERE!" Church exclaimed.

Tom stood up in shock and argued with the ref that it was a three, but the ref maintained that it was a two. Frustrated, Ed went to the nearest corner and climbed to the top, waiting for Ed to get back up. The alchemist slowly made it to his feet and once he turned around, Tom dived off...but Ed sudddenly moved out of the way! Tom landed on his feet, but lost his balance and stumbled around as a result! Ed took advantage and bounced off the ropes...Tom turned around and faced Ed...

...AND GETS HIS HEAD TAKEN OFF WITH THE AUTOMAIL CLOTHESLINE!

"TOM GETS DESTROYED BY THE AUTOMAIL CLOTHESLINE!" Church stated. "THAT ONE MISTAKE COST HIM!"

"KICK OUT, TOM! KICK OUT!" Sarge pleaded.

Ed hooks Tom's leg for the cover!

1...

2...

3!

"This can't be!" Sarge exclaimed.

("Perfect Strangers" by Deep Purple)

"Here is your winner, Edward Elric!"

The crowd exploded with cheers as Ed got off of Tom and stood up, a satisfied smirk on his face. Al ceased his beating of Jerry and he noticed Ed standing victorious, and Al smiled before entering the ring. Both he and the ref raised both of Ed's arms in the air in victory as the crowd chanted "Ed!"

"What?! When?! Where?! Who?! WHY?!" Sarge stammered out of shock. "How...How is this possible?! A midget like Ed can't beat Tom! It's not logical!"

"Maybe in your messed up world it is, but in the real world, it's not only logical, it's happened!" Church rebuffed. "So get over it!"

After a bit more celebrating, Ed and Al exited the ring and made their way up the ramp, slapping hands with the fans as they did so. As they did this, Tom and Jerry slowly began to stir in the ring and on the outside. Once they came to and saw Ed and Al, they realized what happened, and angered looks immediately came about them. Jerry got into the ring as Tom grabbed a mic and began speaking.

"You damn Elrics, stop right there!" Tom shouted, getting the Elrics attentions and keeping them on the stage. "You think you're better than us now? You think that you're just as big as us because of one little fluke?! Fat chance! We are sick and tired of you damn Elrics! We are sick and tired of you two always beings treated like you're the best tag team ever because of your stupid popularity! We're tired of people seeing you as something grand and great, when you're obviously just fools! You don't compare to us at all! We're seven-time Tag Team Champs in UCA, the most reigns in the title's history! We're one of the greatest tag teams in history, if not the greatest! We're better than you by miles, and we proved it weeks ago when we beat your asses! We even pinned you at the Fiction Wrestling Awards! And yet, you still think you're better than us! What a load of crap! So you got one fluke victory over me, so what? This was singles action, but in a tag team match, you can't hang with us! Face it, Elrics, no matter how popular you are, you can't hope to match up to Team 2D!"

Ed was handed a mic by an incoming ring crew member and spoke into it. "We can't match up to you? You think we're losers? Well who won the Tag Team Titles in AWF at Anime Mania? Who won the Tag Team Titles in CASZ the night after Brawlapalooza? Who's the hottest tag team in Fiction Wrestling today? US! We did all that! It's not just an opinion that we're as good as you, IT'S A FACT! And it's about time me and Al pay you back for our loss against you weeks back! How about this, Team 2D? You guys against us one more time, a rematch next week!"

"Oh man, the challenge has been laid down!" Church exclaimed. "Will Team 2D accept?"

Tom and Jerry looked a bit surprised before consulting in the ring, talking with each other for a few moments until they reached a conclusion and nodded before Tom turned back to the Elrics.

"You want a rematch against us?" Tom questioned. "Well, we'll be happy to oblige you!" The crowd cheered loudly until Tom spoke again. "On ONE condition. See, we know we're going to beat you again, but this time, we want your defeat to be crushing, to take something from you! And with Royal Reckoning just weeks away, we got the perfect idea! Whoever wins our match will go on to compete in the Royal Rumble Match! And the loser...well, they're shit out of luck because they'll find themselves nowhere near the damn match! That's right, you damn alchemists! Winners enters Rumble, losers don't get to! We're going to take away any chance you might have at main eventing Final Clash, however tiny it is! What do you say?"

Ed and Al looked at each other for a moment before nodding and Ed spoke. "Team 2D...WE ACCEPT!" Ed exclaimed. "I hope you'll like watching us compete in the Rumble, because that's what going to happen! See you two next week!"

Ed and Al stared down Team 2D before walking backstage, leaving Team 2D glaring at the place they once were before exiting the ring and making their way up the ramp!

"Oh man, did next week just get big or what?!" Church exclaimed. "Team 2D once again takes on the Elric Brothers in what is essentially a Royal Rumble Qualifying Match!"

"One team will go on to the Rumble, the other falls by the wayside!" Sarge added. "And trust me, Ed and Al will fall by the wayside!"

"You never know Sarge, Ed and Al could shock everybody and win this match!" Church stated.

"The day that happens is when the Blues win the war, it will never happen!" Sarge exclaimed.

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The scene goes to the Titantron which shows the backstage area just outside Force's office. Fox McCloud, bloody face and all, was pounding angrily on the door over and over again as doctors and EMTs were all around him. The tried pulling him away in order to get him some medical treatment, but Fox just pushed them all away and down to the ground and continued pounding on the door.

"FORCE! FORCE!" Fox shouted angrily. "GET THE FUCK OUT HERE, DAMMIT! WE NEED TO TALK! YOU HAVE TO DO SOMETHING, AND DO IT RIGHT NOW! GET OUT HERE OR LET ME IN!"

"Woah, Fox, take a chill pill." Fox turned his head swfitly to the right, where Force entered the screen with a Dr. Pepper bottle in hand. "Damn, I leave my office for a few seconds to get myself a refreshing Dr. Pepper from a vending machine, a celebratory toast so to say to me winning the Best GM of the Year Award, and what do I come back to? You banging on my door like a mad man screaming for my presence. Man, you must be severely pissed right now."

"Force, we need to talk...now!" Fox growled.

"Alright, I can do that." Force shrugged, uncapping the bottle and taking a sip of Dr. Pepper. "What can I do for you, Captain Classic?"

"You saw what the hell happened out there!" Fox exclaimed. "You saw what that damn Megaman did to me! He attacked me from behind, and proceeded to attack my head repeatedly outside the ring before my match began! Hell, this blood on my face is his handiwork! Even though I wanted the match to begin, it's because of his damn attack that Scourge practically got a cheap win! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF MEGAMAN! Enough of him calling me a has-been, enough of him degrading my career, enough of him not taking me seriously, enough of him trying to kick me to the curb for his delusional ideals! He even dared to make lewd remarks about Krystal as if she were some piece of meat!" Fox suddenly grabbed the collar of Force, pulling him close and staring him dead in the eye. "Force...I...WANT...MEGAMAN...NOW!"

Force remained cool under the pressure, though, despite being pulled by his collar. Force placed a hand on Fox's shoulder as if to calm him down. "Fox..." Force began. "You want Megaman...You GOT Megaman!" There was loud roar of cheers coming from the crowd in response to that. "And seeing as you obviously can't wait any longer than you have to...you will get him...NEXT WEEK!"

Fox breathed heavily as he continued to stare into Force's eyes, who didn't back down or flinch as he remained calm. Eventually, Fox let go of Force's collar, and gave a curt nod of approval to the fellow fox at his decision.

"Thank you, Force." Fox stated. "I knew you would make the right decision."

"Yeah, well, a match between you and Megaman sounds like big money to me, so of course I would make it." Fox stated, as he dusted off his collar nonchalantly. "Now that you got what you wanted, how about you go with these guys and get yourself some medical attention? After all, after the beating you took, you may need it. As the Best GM in Fiction Wrestling, I really would hate for you to continue on being hurt, especially for your match next week."

Fox looked back at the doctors and EMTs for a moment then back at Force, giving the fellow fox a nod of understanding and going with the doctors and EMTs. Force looked on at the retreating Captain, taking a good swig of his soda before entering his office and closing the door behind him.

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"Oh boy, shit just got real!" Church said. "After weeks of trash-talk, shattering glass platters, and sneak attacks, Fox and Megaman are finally going to get it on next week!"

"As usual, Fox has to go do the dumbest thing in the world!" Sarge stated. "I can't believe that stupid Blue Captain would want a match with Megaman after the beating he received! Didn't he learn anything?!"

"Sarge, even you can't be stupid as to think that Fox wouldn't do anything about this!" Church stated. "Hell, I think it was obvious that Fox would want a piece of Megaman!"

"Well, obvious or not, it's still pretty stupid!" Sarge stated. "Like Grif-level stupid, and that's embarrassing in itself! Starforce Megaman will make Fox a casualty of the Rookie Revolution next week!"

"One thing's for sure, get ready for a war next week!" Church stated. "This match between the two will definitely be something else!"

("All I Want" by Day to Remember)

The crowd went explosive with extremely loud cheers as the music played and Tidus came out onto the stage, his ribs and torso noticeably taped up a bit as he held them. The rookie looked out to the applauding crowd for a moment before smirking and raising a fist, walking down the ramp with a wince in his step. He slid into the ring and raised his hand into the air again before grabbing a mic from the ring crew.

"Here comes the man of the hour, Tidus, and what an ovation he is getting from this crowd!" Church stated. "And with good reason! Tidus has just come back from competing in a 6-Man Ladder Match at FWA's against five of the best high fliers in the business today!"

"And what Tidus went through was just insane!" Sarge stated. "First, he fell off a ladder through a table! Then, he was Sunset Flip Powerbombed off a ladder through a table! And if that wasn't enough, he was Speared as he was dangling twenty feet from the air onto a pool of thumbtacks! THUMBTACKS! I can't believe he's still walking!"

"The commentators went as far as to call Tidus UCA's Mick Foley for what he went through!" Church stated. "While I wouldn't go that far, there's no denying that he earned some major respect with the bumps he endured! He may not have won the match, but he made UCA proud with his performance! And it looks like we're going to hear from him now!"

"Hey, New Jersey, what's up?!" Tidus exclaimed, earning huge cheers from the crowd. "Now, I gotta admit, my body is killing me right now, and with good reason. I mean, at the Fiction Wrestling Awards, I went through a Ladder Match with the likes of Buu, Timmy, and Aries among others, and if that wasn't enough to put someone in pain, I was put through two tables, AND I fell from twenty feet in the air onto THUMBTACKS! That's just insane right there to go through all of that in one match! And I didn't even win the match, so it would seem like it was all for nothing. But..." Tidus stopped when the crowd suddenly chanted "You Were Awesome! You Were Awesome!" Tidus smiled and pointed at the crowd. "But that right there made it all worth it. Ever since that match, people have been coming up to me and telling me how awesome my performance was! So many people in the locker room have been praising me, have been telling me that what I went through made myself a star and earned some major respect! Hell, not too long ago, Red himself came up to me and said I made UCA proud at the Awards! RED, the biggest star UCA has ever seen, the measuring stick in that locker room, said I made UCA proud! That in itself should show that even in defeat, I established myself as a future big player in this company!"

"And after that six-man Ladder Match, I am SO ready for my Ladder Match at Royal Reckoning with Toad!" Tidus said with a grin. "And trust me, after what I went through, beating Toad and taking the Cruiserweight Title will be no problem at all! After all, Toad has got nothing on the five guys I faced at the Awards, love or hate those guys! Toad is nowhere near as extreme or hardcore as Majin Buu, he can't fly or go X-Division like Aries Austin and Timmy Turner, he's certainly no AJ Styles like Renton Thurston, and he's certainly not destined for bigger things like TD Kennely! Toad is just some mushroom lackey who will do anything Mario tells him to, and actually puts divisions like the Cruiserweights and X-Division to shame with his performances! Toad stole the title from Ratchet by using a pair of brass knuckles, that's disgraceful! Hell, he doesn't even do that much high-flying, and that's practically what Cruiserweights are all about!"

"At Royal Reckoning, Toad will be completely out of his element, while I will thrive in that Ladder Match!" Tidus stated. "I proved that the Ladder Match is where I shine at the Awards, and at Royal Reckoning, Toad will not be stopping me from climbing to the top! He screwed me over at Ragnarok, but that will not be the case this time around! He won't be able to cheat, run away, or hide from me! In two weeks, I will climb that ladder, unhook that belt and gain my first title in UCA, and take my first step in surpassing my old man!"

("I Came To Play" by Downstait)

Boos immediately rained down from the crowd as Tidus turned to the stage, his grin still on his face as Toad came out, title over his shoulder and a big frown on his face. He walked down the ramp, eyeing Tidus the whole time before climbing up the steps and entering the ring, grabbing a mic along the way.

"Thank you, sweet Lord for having Toad come out and stop this garbage!" Sarge said. "And now we're going to hear some words from our Cruiserweight Champion!"

"I'm jumping for joy at the prospect..." Church said sarcastically.

"You? Beat me for the Cruiserweight Title?" Toad questioned. "Don't make me laugh! As if a loser like you could ever be a champion! Who cares about what performance you had in that Ladder Match at the FWAs?! The fact of the matter is is that you still lost, just like you lost at Ragnarok! If you couldn't win a Ladder Match then, then you won't be able to win our Ladder Match in two weeks! All you do is lose, is choke when the pressure is on! You failed to get UCA a win at the Awards, you failed to grab MY title at Ragnarok, and you will fail to climb the ladder and unhook my title at Royal Reckoning! I can't believe you actually think you have a chance in hell of surpassing your father, Jecht! As if a runt like you could so such a thing! Surpass a three-time World Champion and one of the most dominant guys in UCA history? What a joke! Face it, Tidus, all your efforts will end in failure!"

"You'd like to think that, wouldn't you?" Tidus smirked. "You'd like to think that I'm just a nobody and will always be one? Well, sorry, little Toadie, but that ain't going to happen! I'm one of the most promising young guys on this roster, people see me as the future of this company! I'm one of the most athletic guys on the roster, and I know people know who I am once they see me! You though? Heh, you're the real nobody! Nobody even cares about you! People barely know you at all, championship or not! When people see you, they think of Mario, not you! They see you as his little lackey, the guy who always cries for help and asks for Mario to save him and his people! You follow him like a lapdog, ready to obey every command mindlessly! It's really pathetic to be honest! As far as I'm concerned, you don't stack up to all the great people who have held this championship! Blue, Trunks, Jackie Chan, Spongebob, Jaden Yuki, Zidane Tribal, some of the best men to hold that title, and you can't even lace their boots! And it's up to me bring that championship to someone who can live up to their legacy...ME!"

"As if!" Toad retorted. "You want to insult me? You want to put down my skills? I've held this title for close to five months now, I've defeated all challengers that have come my way, including you! I am more than what you say I am, I'm the best Cruiserweight in the World, the best Toad of them all! I've beaten you before, and I can do it again! And considering the condition you're in, beating you at Royal Reckoning won't even be a problem!"

"I may be hurt now, but rest assured, I will be at 100% come Royal Reckoning!" Tidus proclaimed. "And when that day comes, I will finally have my first taste of championship gold in UCA! I'm going to surpass my bully of a father one day, and if walking that path means going through you, THEN I WILL DO SO GLADLY! Get ready, Toad, because at Royal Reckoning, your little fifteen minutes of fame...are going to be up."

Toad stared down Tidus in the middle of the ring a few moments before speaking. "Fine then. I'll see you at Royal Reckoning and show the world that you're the nobody. But right now, I'm going to leave you with a little present..."

TOAD SUDDENLY KICKS TIDUS IN THE BALLS! The crowd goes loud with boos as he fell to his knees and bent over, holding his lower regions in pain. Toad smirked down at the fallen Tidus before kicking him once more, this time in the side of the ribs! Tidus cried out in pain as he fell onto his side, holding his torso as Toad looked down on him before exiting the ring and walking up the rampway, holding his title in the air. Tidus managed to sit up in pain, and glared angrily at the champion.

"Damn that Toad!" Church stated. "What kind of crap is that?! Kicking a hurt man in the balls, and then kicking him while he's down?! What a coward this guy is!"

"He's no coward, he's just being smart!" Sarge replied. "He took advantage of Tidus' hurt state, and did a little damage before the PPV! Good way to get an upperhand on an opponent!"

"Toad is just begging to get his ass kicked!" Church stated. "And I have a feeling that will happen soon!"

---

The Titantron goes to backstage in one of the locker rooms. The UCA Women's Champion Lighting leaned against the wall, title over her shoulder with eye closed, her usual emotionless expression on her face as Starforce Megaman stood beside her, talking away with a big grin on his face.

"That Fox is just like all veterans huh, doesn't know when to move aside for his own good." Megaman chuckled. "And he WANTS to face me next week? Heh, his funeral man. I gave him a chance to walk away, and he threw it away, so now I'll have to take him out...permanently! He won't be able to do anything about it, and it will another victory for the Rookie Revolution, right my fellow member?"

"Yeah sure, that's real nice Megaman." Lightning replied in a disinterested tone.

"Come on, Lightning, don't be like that!" Megaman said, throwing his arms out. "There's going to be one more veteran out of the picture and we'll be closer to our goal! Lighten up!"

"You want to me lighten up?" Lightning snapped her eyes open, glaring at Megaman. "Well how can I lighten up with the situation I'm in?! Sure, you may be having a good time right now, but in case you haven't noticed, I'm in a very unfair position right now! A position where my title defense at Royal Reckoning could be turned into a Triple Threat Match! A Triple Threat where that damn Tifa is involved no less! What has that bitch done to even get this sort of chance? Beat the so-called No. 1 Contender? That doesn't warrant anything, dammit! That bitch is getting special treatment!" Lightning pounded her fist against the wall in anger. "It's bad enough that old hag, Peach, is getting a title shot, but Tifa could get one as well?! That is unacceptable!"

"Yeah, I do admit, that is real messed up." Megaman agreed with his fellow RR member. "But remember, there's still a chance it won't be a Triple Threat. Remember, Tifa has to beat Peach before she can even get that shot."

"Oh trust me, she won't beat that stupid Princess, mark my words..." Lightning stated ominously before walking off. Megaman just shrugged at the female champion before walking away himself.

---

"Well, looks like Lightning is more pissed then usual." Church noted. "She does not like the current title situation at all."

"And how could she not?" Sarge replied. "There's a chance she could be forced to defend her title in a Triple Threat, and one of the challengers would be so undeserving!"

"Well, like it or not, it's the boss' order, so she should just suck it up." Church stated. "Though the words she spoke at the end didn't sound too god. She's up to something."

"How dare you suspect our Women's Champion like that, a proud Red!" Sarge shouted. "Show some respect!"

"Whatever, anyway, it's kinda funny she mentioned the match, because that match is up next, right now!" Church said.

("Killa Queen" by Dale Oliver)

The crowd exploded with boos as Peach came out to the music, a frown on her face as she looked out to the crowd. She raised her hands up in a flaunting manner before haughtily making her way down the ramp, the hard frown still on her face. She walked up the ramp and entered the ring, standing in the center holding her hands out as she showed off to the booing crowd.

"The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, representing and from the Mushroom Kingdom, weighing in at 129 lbs., Princess Peach!"

"Peach is obviously not her usual arrogant, haughty self." Church stated. "Not only is her title match at Royal Reckoning having a chance to become a Triple Threat, but her best friend Daisy was beaten down by the Rookie Revolution girls!"

"Though I support the Rookie Revolution, I feel so bad for Peach!" Sarge stated. "A princess of her stature should not be put through so much of this!"

"Well like I said before, just suck it up because it's happening!" Church replied. "If she wants her title match to remain a singles match, she needs to remain focused."

("My Last Breath" by Evanescence)

The crowd cheered very loudly as the music played and Tifa came out onto the stage, pounding her fist into her palm a few times before throwing out a few shadowboxing moves on the stager before spinning around with a roundhouse kick to a blast of pyro. She made her way down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans along the way before she leaped onto the apron and entered the ring. She climbed up the turnbuckle and flashed a pose for the crowd.

"And her opponent, from Edge, weighing in at 133 lbs., Tifa Lockhart!"

"Tifa's coming off a big-time victory over Peach and Daisy last week after her partner, Lightning, left her out to dry!" Church stated. "She pinned Peach, and made her case for a title match as a result! In the end, this is the situation we got now!"

"If Tifa wins this match, that title match at Royal Reckoning will be a Triple Threat, and I call it unfair!" Sarge exclaimed. "Unfair, dammit! How dare Force even give this oldie such an opportunity!"

"Hey he's the boss, and if you don't like his decisions, I dare you to try and get him to reverse them!" Church stated. "And besides, Peach can stop Tifa here and make sure things stay the way she wants them to, but we'll see if Peach can even handle Tifa!"

The two women stood in their respective corners and it was not long after that the ref rang the bell. Tifa and Peach met in the center in a Collar and Elbow toe-up, and the two struggled against each other for a few moments. Tifa suddenly broke the tie-up, grabbed Peach by the waist, and hit a swift Belly-to-Belly Suplex on Peach! Tifa made a quick cover, but Peach kicked out before a count could be made! Both got to their feet and Peach ran at Lockhart, only to get caught with a Hip Toss. Tifa grabbed Peach as she was getting back up, backed her up into the ropes, and whipped her into the opposite ones. Tifa went for a Back Body Drop, but Peach stopped in front of her and caught her with a Facebreaker Knee Smash!

"Facebreaker Knee Smash, shades of Mario on that one!" Church stated.

"How wonderful, Peach is taking pointers from the greatest Red of all!" Sarge approved.

Tifa held her face in pain as she stood, only to be knocked down with a Clothesline by Peach. Peach picked up Tifa and quickly nailed a Snap Suplex on Tifa, followed by a cover! 1. Quick kick out by Tifa! She once again picked up Lockhart and tried to whip her into the ropes, but Tifa reversed and whipped her instead. When Peach bounced off the ropes, she ran into a Lou Thesz Press from Tifa who immediately began to pound her punches afterwards. Tifa got off of her and landed a knee across the chest before picking Peach up and placing her in the corner. She then lifted her up onto the top turnbuckle, and attempted to climb up, only for Peach to suddenly start punching her in face. After several punches, Peach pushed Tifa away from her, and with Lockhart, Peach dived off the turnbuckle...Diving Clothesline!

"Momentum has swung back to Peach!" Church said.

"And that momentum will stay there I'm sure of it!" Sarge said.

Peach covers Tifa! 1..2...Tifa kicks out! Peach picked up Tifa and lifted her up from behind, nailing a Back Suplex. She then went over to climb the nearest turnbuckle and stood up on top it! She dived off of it...AND TIFA ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! Peach crashes onto the ground stomach-first, and Tifa goes over to the ropes and leans on them. Peach managed to stand up holding her abdomen before rushing over towards Tifa, but Tifa Back Body Drops her over the ropes! Peach, however, manages to land on the apron, and Tifa turns around to knock her off, but Peach hits a Shoulder Ram through the ropes on her, stunning Lockhart. Peach took the chance to run over to the corner and climbed to the top turnbuckle, readying for a big move. She stood on top of it...AND TIFA SUDDENLY PUSHES HER OFF THE TURNBUCKLE! PEACH CRASHES DOWN TO THE OUTSIDE!

"HOLY SHIT!" Church exclaimed. "Peach just took a nasty spill to the outside courtesy of Tifa!"

"Oh no, Princess, are you alright?!" Sarge exclaimed. "Please say something!"

The crowd went "Oooohhh" as Peach made impact with the padded concrete, crying out in pain. Tifa panted a bit before looking outside the ring, and saw Peach lying on the ground before crawling to the barricade, and slowly pulled herself up with it. Tifa readied herself as she waited patiently, and once she saw Peach finally get to her feet she ran towards the ropes and bounced off them at full speed. Peach slowly turned around...Tifa dived through the ropes...

...SUICIDE DIVE BY TIFA ON PEACH! The crowd goes wild!

"Tifa risks it all, and gets it all with that Suicide Dive!" Church exclaimed.

"Come on, she's a princess, you damn Lockhart, stop being so hard on her!" Sarge exclaimed.

The crowd chanted Tifa's name over and over as Tifa got back up and posed for the crowd before grabbing Peach's body, picking it up and throwing it back into the ring. She slid in and covered Peach immediately! 1...2...PEACH KICKS OUT BEFORE THREE! Tifa sighs before picking up Peach and placing her in the nearby corner, then climbed to the second ropes. She began delivering hard punches to the skull, and the crowd began to count them! 1...2...3...4...5...6..7...8...9...10! After the 10th punch, Tifa got off the turnbuckle, pulled the dazed Peach to her...takes her down with a Powerslam!

"Tifa is in complete control right now!" Church noted. "That Suicide Dive earlier has put things in her favor!"

"Which won't last for long!" Sarge. "Peach is a proud Red, and the Reds are better than anyone! REDS FOR LIFE!"

Tifa grabbed Peach and lifted her to her feet, and whipped her into the ropes. When she came back, Tifa went for a Clothesline, but Peach ducked it and bounced off the ropes again. Tifa turned around to catch her, but Peach grabs her head...Running Bulldog on Tifa! Peach covers Tifa off the Bulldog!

1...

2...

Tifa kicks out at 2.8!

"Dammit, how did Tifa kick out of that?!" Sarge exclaimed. "She didn't even see that coming!"

"Hey, a bulldog is not going to keep Tifa down for a three count, I know that much!" Church said.

Peach picked up Tifa and placed her in an Inverted Facelock, lifted her up...Landed a Reverse Suplex on Tifa! Tifa shot to her knees, holding her stomach and face in pain. Peach bounced off the ropes and ran at Tifa full speed, Dropkicking her right in the face and knocking her right back down! Peach covers Tifa! 1...2...Kick out! Peach picked up Tifa once again, picked her onto her shoulder, and dropped her with a Shoulderbreaker! Tifa cried out in pain before Peach grabbed the arm and locked in Armbar, pulling back on the shoulder and arm!

"Peach attacked the shoulder with a Shoulderbreaker, and is now targeting it!" Church stated.

"How smart is the lovely Princess? Peach will be tapping out in no time at all!" Sarge stated.

Tifa gritted her teeth as Peach continued to tighten the Armbar, trying to get her to tap out. Tifa placed her free palm on the mat and with her strength, pushed herself off the mat with Peach still having a hold of her arm. Eventually, she managed to get to a standing position with Peach still holding her arm, and began to punch her in the gut several times until she was forced to let go of her arm! Tifa then nailed a European Uppercut before grabbing her and whippin her into the ropes. Peach came back to Tifa, and the Lockhart caught her, spinning around as she lifted her up, dropped to a sitout position...

...POWERSOUL CONNECTS!

"The Powersoul conencts!" Church shouted. "Peach could be out of it!"

Tifa has Peach pinned!

1...

2...

PEACH KICKS OUT AT 2.9!

"Great Gustavo, that was too close to call!" Sarge exclaimed. "One split second away from Lightning and Peach having their title match ruined!"

Tifa picked up Peach once more, placing her in the nearby corner and lifting her onto the top turnbuckle. She then climbed up to the top of the turnbuckle, lifting her up onto her shoulders for the Limit Break! Suddenly, Peach began to elbow Tifa across the head several times, dazing her. Tifa let go of Peach and allowed her to stand on the top turnbuckle. She grabbed Tifa's head in a Front Facelock...

...TORNADO DDT OFF THE TOP ROPE!

"SON OF A BITCH!" Church shouted. "Unreal! A Tornado DDT off the fuckin' top rope! Tifa may be complete knocked out!"

"Haha, looks like Tifa's pin over Peach last week was a true fluke!" Sarge laughed. "Put up another victory for the Reds!"

Peach goes over to the prone form of Tifa and drapes an arm over her!

1...

2...

TIFA KICKS OUT AT 2.999!

"HOLY HELL!" Church exclaimed. "Tifa managed to kick out! Tifa's championship aspirations stay alive!"

"But that can't be!" Sarge exclaimed. "They should be dead, as dead as Zack Fair is!"

"...Okay dude, that was just low right there, even for you." Church replied.

Peach stood on her knees in absolute disbelief before pulling at her hair, screeching in frustration. She got to her feet as Tifa began to stir, and the Princess waited as Lockhart slowly stood up. Once Tifa was on her feet, Peach ran at the ropes and bounced off them. She dashed at Tifa full speed...AND TIFA CATCHES HER WITH ANOTHER POWERSOUL!

"Oh no, not another Powersoul!" Sarge exclaimed.

"Yes indeed, Peach's frustration just cost her there!" Church stated.

Both women were laid out for several moments before Tifa began to move. She slowly stood up to her feet and looked down upon the downed Peach before raising her hand up in the air, and then clenched it into a fist as tightly as she could. The crowd cheered loudly as she pulled the first back, waiting for her opponent.

"Oh boy, Tifa's is loading up the Premium Heart!" Church stated. "If Peach gets hit with this, she can kiss her ass goodbye!"

"Oh no, no one has ever been able to kick out of the Premium Heart since she started using it!" Sarge exclaimed. "Peach, look out!"

Tifa waited patiently as Peach slowly began to stir, shaking the cobwebs out of her hair before slowly getting to her knees. Tifa got more anxious as Peach made it to her feet, back turned to Tifa. Tifa pulled her fist back more as Peach slowly turned around...Tifa moves toward Peach...the Princess faces Lockhart...Tifa spins in a circle...PEACH SUDDENLY PULLS THE REF IN THE WAY!

TIFA KNOCKS THE REF OUT WITH THE PREMIUM HEART (Discus Knockout Punch)!

"Oh crap! Peach just pulled that ref into the line of fire!" Church exclaimed. "And Tifa just knocked his fucking lights out!"

"Nighty-night ref, hope you don't lie down on the job too much like Grif does!" Sarge added.

Tifa looked down in shock at the unconscious referee in complete shock, while Peach slowly crawled around Tifa undetected and was soon behind her. Tifa looked at the ref a few more moments before pulling her hair in frustration and horror before turning around. Peach immediately rushes at Tifa, lifting her arm up! Tifa reacts on instinct and lifts her own arm up...

...BOTH WOMEN TAKE EACH OTHER OUT WITH CLOTHESLINES!

"Both women had the same idea, and are now down!" Church stated. "And with the ref out for the rest of this match no doubt, this match has gone straight to hell!"

"Well that ref shouldn't have gotten in Tifa's way if he wanted to remain conscious." Sarge replied. "Too bad he's not as smart as a Red."

"Dammit, you know that Peach pulled that ref in to take that punch!" Church exclaimed. "Stop being so...HEY, WHAT THE HELL?!"

The crowd immediately drowned the arena in boos as Lightning ran down the ramp and slid into the ring, title in hand. She looked down at the two female competitors for a moment before glaring specifically at Tifa. She then readied herself with the title in her hands, waiting for Lockhart to get up.

"Ah shit, I knew this was going to happen!" Church exclaimed. "That moody bitch Lightning can't afford to have her title defense be a Triple Threat, so she's going to try and screw Tifa over!"

"And with no ref to stop her, it's all fair game, people!" Sarge stated.

Lightning held her title tightly as Tifa managed to regain her bearings, and slowly pushed herself off the mat. Behind her, Peach began to stir as well and moved as well. Eventually, both women slowly made their ways to their knees and then to their feet. The moment Tifa made it to her feet, Peach behind her, Lightning rushed forward, swinging her title for Tifa's skull...

...BUT TIFA DUCKS! LIGHTNING CLOCKS PEACH WITH THE TITLE INSTEAD!

"TIFA DODGES BY THE SKIN OF HER TEETH!" Church shouted. "AND NOW IT'S PEACH TAKING A NAP IN LALA-LAND!"

"ON NO, PRINCESS!" Sarge exclaimed.

Lightning looks absolutely shocked as Peach falls down to the ground, nearly out of it. Growling in anger, Lightning turned her attention back to Tifa...ONLY TO GET PLANTED WITH THE THIRD POWERSOUL FROM TIFA!

"And for her efforts, Lightning is delivered a Powersoul, courtesty of Tifa!" Church exclaimed.

"Fudge pops, this is going so wrong right now!" Sarge exclaimed.

Lightning let go of her title as she rolled out of the ring in pain. Tifa glared at Lightning on the outside before going back to Peach. Picking up the disorienting Princess, Tifa backed up a bit. She pulled back a tightly clenched, rushed forward and spun around...

...AND NAILS PRINCESS PEACH WITH THE PREMIUM HEART!

"If Peach wasn't knocked out before, she sure as hell is now!" Church shouted.

"Dammit! Damn that Blue-supporting girl to hell!" Sarge cursed.

Peach fell down to the mat completely unconscious as Tifa dropped and hooked the leg for a cover! Moments later, a second referee made his way down the ramp, slid into the ring, and made the count!

"A second ref has come to replace the first one!" Church said. "And in the words of Vegeta: This is no doubt Game, Set, and Match!"

1...

2...

3!

"Dammit it all to hell!" Sarge cursed.

("My Last Breath" by Evanescence)

"Here is your winner, Tifa Lockhart!"

The crowd cheered loudly as Tifa got off of Peach and raised her fists to her chest in triumph, a big smile on her face. The ref raised her hand in victory before she climbed up the nearest turnbuckle and she posed for the cheering crowd, motioning that Women's Title was coming back to her.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's now official!" Church exclaimed. "At Royal Reckoning, it will Lightning against Peach and Tifa in a Triple Threat Match for the Women's Title! That match is going to be something else!"

"Dammit, Tifa stole this victory!" Sarge exclaimed. "She only won because Lightning hit Peach with the title belt! That was what allowed her to hit the Premium Heart!"

"Yeah, and you forget that Lightning was trying to take Tifa's head off originally!" Church retorted. "Lightning has only herself to blame for the position she's in now!"

Tifa got off the turnbuckle and looked down at the Women's Title in the ring. She picked it up and looked at it for a moment, while Lightning finally came to on the outside. She sat up and looked up at Tifa holding her title, scowling angrily as she realized what has just happened. Tifa looked over at Lightning, smirked and raised the title, saying "Looks like this title is coming back to me! Keep it warm for me until then!" She then threw title out of the ring and to Lightning, who caught it and continued to glare at Tifa, who only raised her arms at her triumph.

"Looks like the Rookie Revolution was one-upped here!" Church stated. "Lightning now has to deal with two UCA veterans at Royal Reckoning, with only a 33% chance of winning!"

"Grrrr, it doesn't matter at all anyway!" Sarge proclaimed. "Watch as Lightning gains a big-time victory for the Revolution at Royal Reckoning!"

"We'll see about that, because the odds are not in Lightning's favor." Church said.

---

The scene changes to the Titantron, which shows Force's office, and the fox himself was currently leaning back in his chair, wiping a cloth over his new Award, polishing it nicely before taking a good look at it with a big smirk.

"Got to admit, I was kind of surprised when I won this Award, but I'm not complaining." Force chuckled. He raised the title high up in the air. "Best GM of the Year...heh, I always my charisma would get me this Award! And this is only the beginning man. UCA is going straight to the top, I know it."

The door could be heard being swung right open, but Force did not take his eyes off his prize as he spoke. "Evening, Sora and Riku. What can I do for UCA's resident Keyblade Wielders?"

Sora and Riku showed up on the screen, and a mixed reaction could be heard from the crowd at hand, frowns on their faces. "You can rectify something for us, that's for sure." Riku spoke.

"And what would that something be?" Force questioned, still not taking his eyes off his Award.

"That would be us not having a match on Flame for who knows how long!" Sora spoke, still frowning as he placed his hands behind his head. "I mean, come on, me and Riku finally reunited as a tag team after so many years! We're one of the best tag teams to lace up their boots in this company! We should be having more exposure here! Yet we haven't had a match in weeks! That's totally messed up!"

"We're money makers in the tag division, you know that Force." Rikue continued. "We are very big names here in UCA, especially as a team! And we should be used to our fullest potential, not wasted away! Force, we are DEMANDING you give us a match next week!"

"Hmmmm..." Force mused as he finally lowered his Award, looking up at the ceiling. "You guys make excellent points. And UCA should definitely feature more of its Tag Team Division than what has been shown. So I'll give you guys what you want. Next week, you'll be in action. And you'll be facing none other than the Sony Saints' own Jak and Ratchet!"

"Heh, thanks Force!" Riku smirked. "You made the right decision there!"

"Those Sony Saints don't stand a chance against us, Riku!" Sora smirked as well. "Looks like we're going to be getting closer to a Tag Title shot!"

"Definitely!" Riku nodded. "Thanks for giving us what we want. Always knew you were a smart dude. We'll see you later."

Sora and Riku left the office, leaving Force alone once more. The fox just shrugged before polishing his award once more. "Welp, looks like next week is shaping up to be one hell of a go-home show for Royal Reckoning."

---

The scene changes once more to the interview area, where we are greeted by Simmons, holding a mic in his hand getting ready for an interview.

"Hey everybody, I'm none other than Sarge's right hand man, Simmons!" Simmons introduced. "And speaking of whom, Sarge, you are doing an excellent job on commentary sir! No one can commentate better than you, not even Vegeta or Drake! No one can match you, sir! And now, introducing my guest at this time, the UCA Hardcore Champion, Senji Kiyomasa!"

A mixed reaction, mostly cheers, came from the crowd as Senji appeared, title over his shoulder and a big grin on his face.

"Senji, tonight you will go head-to-head with the greatest star UCA has, Red, in one of the biggest matches in of your career. We heard from Red earlier tonight, speaking about his current goal and how he needs to beat you if he wants to prove that he can accomplish it. Red seems very focused and intense to win tonight. What do you have to say in response to his words?"

"Well first off, let me say that I respect the hell out of Red." Senji started off. "I mean, who doesn't? The guy has done so much for this company, has achieved so much. If it weren't for him, UCA wouldn't be where it is today. Heh, I remember back when I was stuck in that damn hellhole known as Deadman Wonderland in G-Block, we have a few TV channels, and I was surfing through them, bored out of mine as there was no fight at the moment, until I was lucky enough to have found a little show called Monday Night Flame. And it was then that I saw Red in action. I witnessed the passion in his eyes, the intensity he bore, and the skill and power he possessed in that ring. I continued watching wrestle with whatever time those Wonderland bastards could give me, and I saw him continue to succeed and grow stronger with age and experience. And it was not long after, that I decided that one day...I wanted to fight him! I wanted to fight him one day, especially when I was finally able to join UCA. And after more than five years of training and climbing up the ladder, I finally get that opportunity! I have all the respect in the world for Red, and that's something I don't give just to anyone! This is something I am greatly looking forward to! I am going to have so much fun here!"

"But Red, as much as I know you want to win, I'm afraid I'm going to have to put you down here and now!" Senji continued. "See, as much as I love this Hardcore Title on my shoulder, I want something even more prestigious! I want something even greater, grander, and you know what that is! I want the UCA World Championship! I want it around my waist, and in the hands of the 'Crow'! And to push myself towards that goal, I need to beat Red! After all, those who have beaten go on to great things! Look at Gold, he beat Red at Final Clash 2003, went on to be a 3-time World Champion! Look at Takuya, he beat Red at Final Clash 2010, went on to be a Triple Crown winner! Look at Fox, he beat Red the night after Final Clash 2006, and he became World Champion by year's end! I want that boost, I want that launch that beating Red gives you! And with that launch, I will win the Royal Rumble, and become World Champion at Final Clash! Red, it's nothing personal, but I'm going to beat the living crap out of you and squash that goal of yours so I can achieve an even higher level! Tonight Red, you're going to find out exactly why the Deadmen are feared, and you're going to find out why I'm the craziest bastard that UCA has!"

"What a speech!" Sarge praised. "That was top-notch, Senji! I give it an 11 out of 10, it was very magnificent! You sure are one of the most intense..."

"Simmons..." Senji interrupted. "Stop being a freakin' kiss-ass." With that said. Senji left the interview area, leaving a very irked Simmons behind.

"Well you don't have to be so rude." Simmons said.

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"Just like Red, Senji is fired up like hell and wants to win!" Church stated. "And who can blame him? Beating Red is a huge accomplishment that truly helps you!"

"History shows that most of the ones who manage to pull it off go on to big things!" Sarge stated. "I don't know if Senji can pull it off! Even with all of the pressure Red is putting on himself, I don't know if Senji is as good as Red!"

"Even so, Senji has got that do or die attitude, he'll fight to the very end until there's nothing left!" Church said. "And he'll definitely get a kick out of this match, win or lose!"

"Ah, if only Senji was a real Red, then he would win his match no problem." Sarge said.

"Yeah, keep thinking that, idiot." Church deadpanned. "In any case, we got a match coming up next, so let's get back into gear."

("Johnny Cage's Theme" by LA Riots)

The crowd booed loudly as the music played and Johnny Cage came out, a cocky swagger in his step. He threw his head up arrogantly before running his hands through his hair, then throwing them forward in a flash manner. He made his way down the ramp, showing off the whole way and leaped onto the apron. he entered the ring and climbed the turnbuckle, raising his index fingers high with an arrogant smirk on his face.

"The following contest is scheduled for one fall. "Introducing first, from Hollywood, California, weighing in at 239 lbs., Johnny Cage!"

"Oh great Johnny Cage..." Church moaned. "This is just perfect..."

"Why must you hate on Johnny Cage?!" Sarge exclaimed. "He's a Red-endorsed, he's a movie star, and he's all-around awesome!"

"You know how much Johnathan hates Disco Kid in CCW?" Church asked; Sarge nodded. "Well Johnny Cage is to me what Disco Kid is to Johnathan."

"That's harsh." Sarge noted.

("Sin With a Grin" by Shinedown)

The crowd cheered loudly as Sly Cooper came out onto the stage, a big grin on his face as he held his trademark cane in his hand. With a sly smirk, he tipped his hat over his eyes and twirled the cane above him for a few seconds before bringing it down to a flash of pyro all around him. Sly then shot his head up and made his way down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans at ringside before making his way to the apron and climbing up the nearest turnbuckle, raising his cane in the air.

"And his opponent, representing the Sony Saints, from Paris, France, weighing in at 229 lbs., "Thievius Racoonus" Sly Cooper!"

"Looks like the Sony Saints are going to try to keep their new momentum going!" Church said. "And I hope to God that he kicks Johnny's teeth down his throat!"

"As if a Sony Saint could actually pull off such a thing!" Sarge exclaimed. "Johnny Cage will put down the stupid coon for sure!"

"Don't count on it! Go Sly, stomp his ass to the ground!" Church cheered.

Sly placed his cane and hat in the corner before both men stood in their respective corners and the ref rang the bell. Both men met each other in the ring, and Johnny Cage smirked cockily at the raccoon before pushing him. The crowd booed loudly as Sly just smirked as he shook his head before turning back to Cage, who was holding his hands out in a flashy manner. Suddenly, Sly slaps the taste out of his mouth hard! The crowd cheers as Johnny Cage stumbles back, holding his now red cheek before angrily running towards Sly. The coon ducked a Clothesline from Cage, who turned around only to get a Dropkick to the chest by Sly!

"To no surprise, Johnny's arrogance has gotten him on his back in no time flat!" Church stated.

"No, it's Sly getting lucky!" Sarge stated. "A Sony Saint could never hope to compare to a great Red like Johnny!"

"What the hell are you smoking?" Church questioned.

Sly picked up Johnny Cage and quickly nailed a Side Suplex on him. Sly quickly covered Cage! 1...2...Kick out by Johnny! Sly picked up Johnny and threw him out of the ring before following him to the outside. He picked up Johnny and slammed his head against the barricade, the Mortal Kombat Fighter falling to the ground completely dazed. Sly then leaped onto the apron and sized up Johnny as he stood up. Once Cage was standing, Sly leaped onto the second ropes, bounced off them...SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY ON JOHNNY ON THE OUTSIDE!

"Sly is just dominating Cage here!" Church stated. "And it's to no surprise of anyone!"

"Come on, Johnny, turn this around like a true Red would!" Sarge said.

The crowd cheered loudly as Sly stood up and flashed a smirk towards the crowd. He picked up Johnny and slid him into the ring. He leaped onto the apron and entered the ring through the ropes, but Johnny suddenly shot up and nailed Sly in the face with a fist. Sly held his face in pain as he was hung on the ropes, and Johnny grabbed his head and pulled him out until his feet were hanging off the ropes...JOHNNY PLANTS SLY WITH A ROPE-HUNG DDT!

"Shit, that'll scramble your brains for sure!" Church said.

"What brains, Sly doesn't have any!" Sarge stated.

Johnny turned Sly over for the cover!

1...

2...

Sly kicks out at 2.5!

Johnny grabbed Sly's head and began to mount a barrage of punches to his skull before picking him up, and nailing a Spinning Neckbreaker to the coon! Johnny then turned Sly over on his stomach, pulled his face off the mat by his arms, placed his foot on his head...AND CURB-STOMPED HIM INTO THE MAT! Sly holds his face in pain as Johnny smirked down at him, picking him up and grabbing his head...AND PLANTS HIM WITH A SNAPMARE DRIVER!

"Damn, Johnny is trying to destroy Sly's face right now!" Church noted.

"Of course, Sly doesn't deserve the good looks he has, so Johnny is correcting that!" Sarge stated.

Johnny covered Sly! 1...2...Kick out by Sly! Johnny picked up Sly and dragged him over to the turnbuckle, slamming his head down on it. Sly slumped against the corner before being turned around by Johnny and whipped into the adjacent corner. Johnny followed after him, but when Sly reached the corner, he grabbed the ropes and used them to lift himself in the air and allow Johnny to go under him. Johnny crashed into the corner as Sly landed behind him, and when Johnny turned around, Sly leaped up and took him down with a Headscissors Takedown! Johnny arched his back in pain before Sly went over to him and hit a Standing Moonsault!

Well, looks like that flurry of offense didn't last long for Johnny." Church noted happily.

"Stupid little Saint, I wish he would just go jump off a bridge." Sarge grumbled.

"Yeah, but then Sly would just land on a buoy and be fine." Church replied.

Sly hooks the leg!

1...

2...

Kick out by Johnny!

Sly picked up Johnny and placed him in the Suplex position! He lifted him up in the air...AND SLAMMED HIM DOWN WITH A SITOUT SUPLEX FACEBUSTER! Johnny bounced off the mat and onto his back. Sly covers him! 1...2...Kick out! Sly dragged him near the ropes and then waited for him to get up to his feet. Once Johnny was standing up, Sly leaped onto the second ropes, and bounced off them...

...AND JOHNNY CATCHES HIM IN MID-AIR WITH THE SHADOW KICK (Spinning Dropkick)!

"SHIT! Where the hell did Johnny come from with that?!" Church exclaimed.

"Haha, that Saint made such a stupid mistake!" Sarge laughed. "Go Johnny go!"

Johnny covers Sly off the Shadow Kick!

1...

2...

SLY KICKS OUT AT 2.9!

Johnny groaned in frustration at his inability to beat Sly before picking him up and dragging him to the center of the ring. He lifted him up onto his shoulders in a Fireman's Carry, the crowd booing loudly as they knew what was coming. Johnny delivered a cocky smirk before going to spin Sly off his shoulders...

...Sly suddenly got off Johnny's shoulders and landed behind him! Sly grabbed Johnny's head in an Inverted Facelock, and with a sly grin he pivoted himself along with Johnny...

...JOHNNY SPINS OUT OF THE HOLD AT THE LAST MINUTE! He pushes Sly away and into the ropes, and the raccoon bounces off them and back towards Johnny...CAGE LIFTS SLY BACK ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! Cage spins Sly off his shoulders...grabs Sly's head on the way down...

...AND DRIVES HIM DOWN WITH CAGED FURY (Fireman's Carry Spun Into A DDT)!

"DAMMIT! CAGED FURY!" Church cursed. "SLY GETS PLANTED! I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!"

"Yes! The fury has been uncaged!" Sarge cheered. "Sly..."

Johnny covers Sly with a big smirk!

1...

2...

SLY ROLLS THE SHOULDER OUT AT 2.999!

"You Just Got...WHAT?!" Sarge exclaimed.

"YES! Thank you Sly for kicking out!" Church cheered.

Johnny sat up in absolute disbelief before pulling at his hair in absolute anger! Johnny glared at Sly before standing up, stomping on Sly before going over to the corner and climbing up it. Once on top, Johnny measured Sly up before diving off...

...SLY GETS THE KNEES UP! JOHNNY CRASHES STOMACH-FIRST ONTO THEM! The crowd cheered loudly as Johnny bounced off them, lying on the ground as he coughed, holding his stomach in pain. Sly slowly stood up, panting a bit as he waited for Johnny to stand up. Once Cage did so, holding his abdomen, Sly went past him and leaped at the middle ropes, bounced off them...

...AND NAILS JOHNNY WITH THE NINJA SPIRE KICK!

"And right to the million dollar face!" Church said happily. "I hope he lost a tooth there."

"Damn that Sly, he's jealous of Cage!" Sarge stated. "That's the only reason he would do that to the face!"

Sly hooks the leg!

1...

2...

JOHNNY KICKS OUT AT 2.9!

"Dammit, how the hell did he kick out?!" Church exclaimed.

"The power of Hollywood!" Sarge proclaimed. "THE POWER OF HOLLYWOOD!"

Sly looked down at Johnny in disbelief before sighing, and then suddenly something came to him. Sly smirked slyly before standing up and going to a nearby corner and began undoing the covering for the top turnbuckle. The ref easily saw this and pulled him away from the corner, scolding him for awhile before turning to the corner and retying the turnbuckle cover. As he did, Sly made sure the ref wasn't looking before he went over to another corner and grab his cane that was laying there! The crowd went wild as Sly readied his cane, Johnny slowly getting up to his feet!

"Uh oh, Sly's thieving ways are coming to play!" Church stated. "He's going to knock Cage's lights out!"

"That damn thief! Play by the rules, or not at all!" Sarge exclaimed.

"Yeah, and you shout that so much when someone like Scourge does this." Church said sarcastically.

Sly readied to swing the cane as Johnny stood on his feet back turned, but then he caught sight of the ref finishing tying back up the turnbuckle cover. He had just finished and was about to turned around, but Sly acted quickly. When Johnny turned around...Sly tossed the cane to him, and Cage caught it in his hands instinctively! Sly instantly dropped to his knees, holding up his hands as if begging for mercy, Cage acting confused. The ref turned around at this moment, seeing the position of both men! Cage's eyes went wide as he looked down at the cane in his hand as the ref went off on him, the crowd going wild as a result!

"Oh shit, Sly just pulled a classic Eddie Guerrero trick!" Church stated. "Thanks to Sly, the ref thinks that Johnny was about to clobber Sly with the cane!"

"No, it was the other way around!" Sarge exclaimed. "See the truth! SEE THE TRUTH!"

Johnny was pleading with the ref that it wasn't what it looked like, that he wasn't trying to hit Sly with the cane, but the ref didn't listen. He berated Cage viciously before ripping the cane out of Johnny's hands before walking to the side of the ring and handing it to the ringside crew. As he did so, Johnny continued to try to and convince him that he was innocent...

...but Sly suddenly snuck up behind in the confusion! He grabbed Johnny's head and placed it in an Inverted Facelock, he twists...

...AND PLANTS HIM WITH HONOR AMONG THIEVES!

"No! That damn Sly, how dare he pull off such a thing!" Sarge cursed.

"Well, that's all she wrote for Johnny!" Church stated.

Sly covered Johnny and the ref saw this and made the count!

1...

2...

3!

"And Johnny just gets schooled by Sly!" Church said.

("Sin With a Grin" by Shinedown)

"Here is your winner, Sly Cooper!"

The crowd cheered loudly as Sly got off of Johnny and the ref raised his hand in victory. Sly winked at the crowd who only cheered even louder in response, and the raccoon made sure to get his cane from the ringside crew before climbing up the corner and raising his cane in the air, twirling it with a sly smirk plastered all over his face.

"Sly outsmarted Johnny big time!" Church stated. "He put Johnny in a position that made him guilty to the ref, and that's all it took to plant him with his finisher!"

"That damn bastard cheated! That Saint cheated!" Sarge exclaimed. "Disqualify him, ref! Disqualify him!"

"Hey, don't be a hypocrite! And Sly never struck Johnny with the cane, so he never really cheated!" Church pointed. "So he's really not guilty!"

"I hate you, you dirty Blue..." Sarge said.

Sly got off the turnbuckle and exited the ring. He took a mic from ringside, placing his cane on his shoulder with a big grin on his face. "Wow, what a turnaround from a few weeks ago, huh?" Sly chuckled. "I mean, not too long ago, the Sony Saints were swept clean, every one of us lost our matches that night! It really did suck, you know? Not one of our finest days. But as one of the best groups in UCA history, we knew we couldn't let one bad day keep us down! So now we're making our comeback! Last week, Jak and Ratchet beat Team 2D, and just now I beat Johnny Cage! The Sony Saints are getting back on the winning track, and it's only going to get better from here! Want to know why? Because the Royal Rumble belongs to the Sony Saints! That's right, we're going to own the Rumble this year! Whether it's me, Jak, or Ratchet, a Sony Saint will pull off the big one and win that Rumble! Trust me, this Rumble is ours!"

With that said, Sly dropped the mic to cheers and made his way around the ring and up the ramp, his cane on his shoulder with a big grin on his face before leaving to the backstage area.

"Well, looks like Sly has made the Sony Saints to be watched out for in Royal Rumble!" Church stated. "Everyone is proclaiming they will win it, but only one can pull it off!"

"I will be damned if a Sony Saint will be the one to win!" Sarge exclaimed. "I hope to God they are eliminated quickly!"

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UCA Rewind: Royal Reckoning 2008

Royal Rumble Moments: The Female Rumble Winner

"When 2008 started, it seemed the adult cartoons were really starting to make a presence." Tifa stated. "Eric Cartman returned in 2007 and re-established himself as a big-time player, Peter Griffin became UCA World Champion at Royal Reckoning of that year, and Stan Smith was rising up the rankings fast."

"Everyone really figured that it would be either Eric or Stan that would win the Rumble." Kiva said. "However...not one person expected what happened on that night."

"Alright, the next entrant is coming up in moments!" Church said. "After that, we'll be through 5/6 of the Rumble!"

"I always love the countdown!" Sarge stated. "So exciting!"

5...

4...

3...

2...

1...

BRIIINNNG!

The Red vs Blue Theme suddenly began to play and the crowd went wild in complete shock and surprise! Agent Tex came out onto the stage, pounding her fist into her palm before ominously cracking her neck a bit!

#25 Agent Tex

"Oh crap, it's my ex-girlfriend!" Church cursed. "She may be a woman, but Tex can kick ass regardless of gender!"

"Let's hope God have given these men strength to deal with Tex!" Sarge stated comically.

"Tex became only the third women to ever enter the UCA Royal Rumble, joining Sonya Blade and me in that category!" Tifa explained. "It was a real big shock to a lot of people."

"Even though it was a shocker, and everyone knew her strength, no one really gave her a chance." Kiva said. "After all, in this age, who could expect a female to win a match like the Rumble. They all thought she would be there for a few minutes, and then be eliminated. However..."

Tex was getting pounded on in the corner by Danny Phantom at the moment, the crowd booing him at his actions. The ghost kid waved them off before backing up a bit and then rushing towards Tex...AND THE FREELANCER BACK BODY DROPPED HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE! The crowd cheered at the elimination as Tex exploded out of the corner and clotheslined the freakin' hell out of Crash Bandicoot! She stood up and Jak ran at the Freelancer, but Tex sidestepped and threw Jak over the top rope to the floor as well! She then saw Crash leaning on the ropes, and proceeded to clothesline him over the top rope as well!

"Damn, Tex is on fire right now!" Church said. "She's kicking more ass than when she does with us!"

"Yeah, but how long can she last?" Sarge asked. "Even Tex can't hold her own against so many capable males for too long."

...

Tex waited in the corner as Ben Ten slowly got up and turned around...Tex ran full speed and went for the Freelance (Spear with Goldberg-Like Impact)...But Ben sidesteps and Tex crashes into the corner. She staggered out of there and suddenly Ben and Eric grabbed Tex from behind and threw her over the top rope...BUT TEX HANGS ONTO THE ROPES! Her lower body is swinging through the air, her legs trying to keep off the ground! Eventually, after much struggling, Tex managed to pull her body onto the apron! Ben saw this and tried to push her off the apron and to ground with his leg, but the Freelancer held onto the ropes for dear life!

"Damn, Tex is staying in there!" Church said. "Despite the beating she's taken and the numbers game, she hangs in there!"

"But it will only be a matter of time until she is eliminated!" Sarge exclaimed. "Not even Tex can win this match! She's out of her league!"

"It was quite surprising to many to see Tex do so well in the Rumble." Kiva stated. "I sure was, as I was watching the event with Jamie and Coop in New Jersey at the time! I really couldn't believe how well she was doing! It sort of made me believe..."

"Eventually, she managed to outlast almost everyone still left in that match." Tifa said. "And then it all came down to three..."

"We are down to just three! Eric Cartman! Stan Smith! Agent Tex!" Church listed. "One of them is going to Final Clash for the opportunity of a lifetime!"

Eric and Stan were stomping the living crap out of Tex in the middle of the ring! The crowd was booing lividly as the two adult cartoons continued their assault! They went to pick up Tex, but the Freelancer suddenly broke free and began to deliver punches to both men, trying to fight them both off to cheers from the crowd! However, after delivering a punch to Stan Smith, she turned around only to get kicked in the gut by Eric...AND WAS DEALT THE SOUTH PARK STUNNER! Tex was laid out as Stan Smith chuckled at the webseries star, while Eric sneered down at her and shouted "Just stay in the kitchen, you dumb bitch!"

"Goddammit, I can't stand this right now!" Church said. "I mean, not because I care about her, we broke up a long time ago and she's a bitch, and...Dammit screw it, Tex do something! You can't let these two bastards do this to you!"

"Sorry dirty Blue, but not even Tex could ever hope to stand against these two!" Sarge said. "Besides, we all knew either Eric or Stan were going to win this!"

"I know...but dammit, the way they are treating Tex just isn't right!" Church said.

Eric showed off arrogantly to the crowd as Stan picked up Tex and placed her between his legs. He went to lift her up...BUT TEX SUDDENLY FREED HERSELF! SHE PUNCHES HIM IN THE NUTS! The crowd went "Ooooohhh" as Stan's eyes and mouth went wide as he fell to his knees, holding his family jewels in agony. Eric turned to see this and rushed at Tex...only to get a Big Boot straight to the face by Tex! The crowd was in a frenzy as Tex crawled over to the ropes in exhaustion and pain before using to them to pull herself back to a standing position! Stan managed to move past his pain and rushed at Tex...ONLY FOR TEX TO PULL DOWN THE ROPES! STAN GOES FLYING OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE GROUND!

"MY GOD, STAN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!" Church shouted. "STAN IS ELIMINATED! WE ARE DOWN TO TWO: TEX AND ERIC! THIS IS UNREAL!"

"MAYBE, BUT ERIC IS GUARANTEED TO WIN NOW!" Sarge exclaimed.

Tex looked at Stan for a moment on the outside before turned around, only to be kicked in the gut as Eric went for another South Park Stunner! Tex pushes him away in time, and Eric bounces off the ropes back to Tex...AND TEX FREAKIN' LIFTS HIM UP INTO THE AIR IN A MILITARY PRESS! THE CROWD IS GOING INSANE!

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" Church shouted. "TEX IS ACTUALLY LIFTING UP THAT FATASS ERIC!"

"NO WAY! IT CAN'T BE!" Sarge exclaimed.

Eric's eyes go wide in shock and panic as Tex grunted in pain and intense exertion as she held him above her! Gritting her teeth big time, Tex gave a mighty roar as she suddenly ran over to the ropes...Stan slowly stood up on the outside...

TEX THROWS ERIC OVER THE TOP ROPE! ERIC CRASHES DOWN ONTO STAN ON THE OUTSIDE! THE CROWD IS IN PANDEMONIUM! TEX FALLS TO THE MAT, EUPHORIA RUNNING THROUGH HER!

"Here is your winner of the 2008 Royal Rumble Match...AGENT TEX!"

"SON OF A BITCH, I DON'T BELIEVE IT!" Church shouted as he stood to his feet. "TEX HAS DONE THE UNTHINKABLE! SHE'S THE FIRST FEMALE ROYAL RUMBLE WINNER!"

"WHAT AM I SEEING?!" Sarge exclaimed as he also stood up. "GOOD LORD, HAS THE WORLD TURNED UPSIDE DOWN?! HOW CAN THIS BE EVEN POSSIBLE?!"

"TEX HAS JUST WON THE CHANCE AT SOMETHING WOMEN NEVER GET TO HAVE!" Church shouted. "SHE NOW HAS A WORLD TITLE MATCH AT FINAL CLASH!"

"...Tex pulled off the unthinkable. She actually won the Royal Rumble Match." Tifa chuckled with mirth on her face. "It was so shocking. Not one person saw it coming at all. People couldn't believe she actually did it! On that night, Tex did what no other women before or after had ever been able to do before! In essence, Tex broke boundaries with her win. And it would eventually lead to Samus Aran becoming the first female World Champion in VGWA. It was a proud moment for women everywhere."

"Tex was never able to get her World Title shot, however, because of...certain events that occurred." Kiva stated with a frown. "But nothing can be taken away with what she did. She etched herself into the history books, and made herself into one of the greatest female wrestlers ever with what she accomplished. It was because of women like her that actually inspired me to become a part of UCA in the first place. Right now, Tex is on a bit of hiatus, we haven't seen her in awhile, but rest assured, she will be back. She always is, and when she does...she'll definitely show people why she won the Royal Rumble."

The final shot is of Agent Tex standing in the center of the ring, joy and pride swelling through her, as she raised one fist in the air while she used the other to point towards the Final Clash sign, fireworks going off above her.

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A/N: HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYBODY! I welcome you all to 2013, and I hope you all enjoy this New Year's chapter for UCA! I worked as hard as I could on this, and I hope the results are pleasant! I was hoping to have gotten this done sooner, but it can't be helped I guess! In any case, what's done is done, and what matters is that this chapter is finally here! I hope that you all enjoy this chapter. I especially had fun with the UCA Rewind segment, I wanted to write that one for awhile. Let's hope my hard work for the chapter really paid off here.

As usual, if you have any suggestions or ideas for storylines or UCA Rewind, just PM me those ideas and I will consider them as I always do.

I hope that this chapter was pretty good and that it lived up to your expectations. Leave a review as they are appreciated. See you next time!